I have an average body and a good-looking face (or that’s what my friends tell).The other character in the story is our maid Neha. She is of the sam...e age as mine. She is the next beautiful thing that I have seen after the Taj Mahal.Our maid has a curvy body that no one can stop admiring. Also, her boobs are round medium-sized but the one thing that stands apart is her ass, she has a big-big ass. Neha was too traditional that she always wore salwar kameez. Now, coming to the story. After coming. .”As everyone rose, I whispered to Heather, “From one couch to another...”“As long as I’m in your arms, I couldn’t care less where we sit.”I shivered, even as I wished I had more energy left in me. I was decidedly fading; I had a feeling that I was probably going to fall asleep during the music, even despite the upbeat nature of the Irish tunes.“Save us a seat,” Heather murmured to me as she slipped into the bathroom.The twins carried on down the hallway, so I turned to wait for Lara who had. “And what does he want to talk about?”Marie did not care that her desperate need to see Brad again was transparent for Jane to see. She needed to be under his control again, and she needed to be used by him. She would do whatever he ordered her to do, no matter how humiliating, and no matter how weak and needy she appeared to be to both Brad and Jane.Marie had fallen to her lowest depths; she had been humiliated by Brad and Hiroshi when they had ordered strangers to cum on her; they had pissed. I went to the restroom and jerked myself off again. WhenI returned to the living room, I gasped. She must have forgottenwhere she was. She was completely naked. She had some reallynice tits and big round nipples that were poking out invitingly.Still laying spread eagle, with her thong off, her clitwas showing as well as her pussy lips. Her clit was hard andswollen. I stared at her for awhile, then went back to mychair and continued watching tv. I couldn’t stay focused. I kept looking at her.