I turned her around and started to smooch her tender lips. She was holding my head and pulling it towards her. I started to press her boobs from above... her tee and continued to smooch her. This continued for about 15 min. I was in no hurry as I know she was mine now and was enjoying the moment completely. Slowly I started to lift her tee and was pressing her waist and was playing with her navel she was moaning softly. I inserted one hand inside her bra and was tweaking her nipple and with the. I rushed out of bed and ran to the bathroom. Before me I saw the perfect man. I had to have stood at least 63 or 64. I was ripped like no man I had seen before, but I wasnt like a body builder. I oozed sex, and the cock between my legs was amazing. The thing had to be at least 6-7 inches soft, but I didnt dare touch it. What made everything even stranger was that I wasnt in my house. I had to be at least 25-30 and the place I was in overlooked the city. I went to the kitchen and saw the. This had drawn Jared to the conclusion that maybe he just had eyes that were more sensitive to this particular problem than other people’s were. Even up to fifteen minutes or more after finishing a shower his eyes would still be blood shot and sore if, per mis-adventure, he got soap or shampoo in them.“Oh, bloody hell!” Jared bleated to himself as right now his eyes were squinting up and beginning to sting from just a little bit of shampoo that had dribbled down from his hair and over his face.. As we walked down the street with me right behind him I felt so ashamed but sexy as everyone stared at me in my maids uniform. When we got home I was told to clean the house because my master was having company for dinner, as I dusted and vacuumed he watch me bend exposing my panties. "Tonight you are to serve my guests and then curtsey after, your not to talk unless I say so do you understand"? "Yes Master" I said. When to door bell rang I answered it to find a two men both black I curtseyed.