”After a few moments a female voice starting speaking, I wasn’t really listening because as soon as she started speaking, a hand was placed on my ...sweaty thigh from my right side, God Sue what the fuck. Then she started sliding her hand up and down my thigh, closer and closer to my cock she got but encountered my hand. Quite deftly she moved my hand from my sweaty thigh to her sweaty thigh and started moving my hand up and down until it was brushing against the lips of her pussy, then pressed. If she somehow see me, then I have an excuse to tell that I am not feeling well. But fortunately she didn’t saw me and I reached home and opened with my key and went upstairs.She came back after half an hour and by around 12 noon, Rambo came. So far everything went on as I expected. She usually cleans the room in the morning before her market trip. After that she won’t come upstairs. So the whole day, I can hide in my room. I stood on the corner of stairs from where I have a view of verandah.. Not only had she destroyed one of his new statues, there was a growing bulge in the ceiling directly above his desk, with water from the upstairs bathroom swelling the plaster and dribbling all over his important papers and the framed photograph of his wife. She only had her suit jacket left after losing all her other clothes, and now that was stuck, impaled on a metal spike in the remains of the artwork on the other side of the room. Now, standing completely naked in Mr Francis’ plush office. Soon I heard the bed start to move and I knew he had his black cock inside Anita`s pussy. She was starting to moan quietly as the bed started squeaking faster. Her moans got louder and I knew she would soon be squirting on his black cock. I heard her moaning more and more. This was followed by her screaming just like she does when she fucks with me. As her climax subsided things got quiet for a minute then I heard him tell her to get on top and ride him. It wasn't long till I heard the bed.