Actually that left me and the black African maid alone for a few days.This maid had caught us doing stuff many times. In the morning when she brought ...coffee my wife was often cuddled up to me and rubbing me under the sheets so that was obvious to the maid. Quite a few times I was in the process of shooting cum as she walked in, or while she walking around to my wife’s side I would have my knees up to make a tent and my wife would keep pumping so I was shooting while she talked to the maid.Once. ’Betty nodded her head, then said, ‘can I ask a favour?’Mum nodded. ‘What is it?’‘Would you let David stay, just to keep me company?’Mum looked at me, ‘it’s up to David.’I saw no reason why I shouldn’t, so I said, ‘of course aunt Betty, I don’t mind.’‘There’s no bed in the spare room, so you’ll have to sleep on the settee, I’ll get you a pillow and some blankets.’After mum had gone, Betty made us some drinking chocolate and we sat talking. Then she asked, ‘do you remember that time you touched. I didn't have to think long. The night was a little warmer and I startedundressing. Tammy opened her closet and pulled out one of her nighties.She slipped out of her shorts and top, took off her bra, a really cuteplaid one she said she got at J C Penney. She handed it to me and toldme that she sprayed it with the 'Love's Poem' perfume, so I smelled itand held it up to myself, asking Tammy if she thought it would look goodon me. She laughed and said 'Of course, girlfriend!'She pulled a cute pink. Her eyes large, she could only nod. “That is what you have been doing to me all night darling,” he explained, before returning to her neck. His lips barely a breath away, they moved torturously slow to her aching breasts, her nipples so hard it was almost painful. Her breath came out on a whimper; she was so desperate to feel him. “Tell me what you want,” he demanded knowingly. “I..want you,” she moaned. “I want you inside of me, stretching me with your large cock.” His hands tensed, and.