My next question for my self was what the hell am I doing here. Something caught my eye and I looked back into the room the maids were standing in fro...nt of the closet they each leaned over to pick up a pair of shoes. Their ruffled slips tilted up and I realized I was looking at two bare pussies, pretty ones at that.They put the shoes in the closet and walked out on to the Balcony and asked if there was anything else. I smiled and said, “Bend over.” They looked at each other smiled and bent over. V sat demurely at the kitchen table watching the steam rise from her ‘thats [sic]’ mug, waiting for the tea to steep. A is for Adam, who wasted no time but got busy sinning. She smiled. A is for Adam, she sang under her breath to nonsense music. She played with the string of her teabag, and played hard to get by not playing with herself. A is for Adam and B is for what? Or whom, she corrected herself, sipping tea and watching the sunset fade. Brad sounded like Pitt, who yes was hot, but she. “Not that I was worried before, but if I had been, I would now be quite delighted,” he replied honestly.Raising her own coffee cup in thanks, she smiled at him in gratitude for the compliment, before studying him quietly with her deep brown eyes. She reminded him so strongly of Calara that he felt greatly at ease with her, as they drank sips of coffee in companionable silence.“Would you mind if I asked you a personal question?” She asked suddenly, interrupting the quiet moment.“You can ask me. After what seemed like a life time, she slowly swung around I could see that she could get her legs under the wall up to her belly so I encouraged her to do so. She did this with ease as though she had done this before, and I thought I would take the chance and lick her fingers which had been up her snatch which tasted as sweet as my wife’s. She grabbed my balls and pulled me close to tell me that the person had lifted her legs up and was really fingering her snatch now. I leaned down and gave.