The pouring rain plastering his hair down, running down his chest and arm, dripping across his thigh.He looked up at her standing there like a pagan g...oddess in the pouring rain and saw her breath quicken. He stared for a minute at the drops hanging on the tips of her nipples, then reached up and touched his finger to one. She gasped and stared down at the muscles rippling in his shoulders as he put his finger to his mouth and licked the drop off, then reached back up to circle her nipple with. . I mean no... I mean... you sort of disappeared on me down there at the party and I didn't know where you had gone. I was actually leaving, so I'll leave you two ladies alone," I replied, fixing my tuxedo where it had gotten wrinkled and dirty from the fall.Shelley moved quickly to the open door and shut it behind her as she leaned against it, reaching behind her back to lock it."Maybe you should stick around Martin," Shelley said innocently. "Kirstie is feeling awfully lonely. Her boyfriend. This was not a problem for me as the police training kept me in good shape. We also had to do a strenuous series of stretching exercises. Staci said that was so we could do all of the Karma Sutra positions. I thought he was kidding. After the run there was a shower, change into our maid's dresses, put on make-up and have a light breakfast. By 7.00am we were supposed to be ready to assist Madame and her helpers to bathe and dress. Madame was very strict and any sign of maleness would be punished. I found that it was very easy to vary the tempo of my fucking. The hard part was keeping up a smooth rhythm. I knew it was impossible for him to anticipate my strokes, since it was nearly impossible for me to anticipate my strokes! A glance at his cock, which was rock hard with the condom half filled with precum, was enough to make me know how much he loved it.But all things must end, and thirty minutes of fucking had worn me out. Well, it tired me and made me ready for my own orgasm. I pushed.