All I could do was to hold my head up highand act like any maid would act. A casual glance my way would only showa properly dressed maid, not a sissy... maid.I arrived at Mistress' home on time and was let in quickly. She gave mean inspection and asked about my ear rings. I almost panicked! I hadfailed to put any on. I knew She would require me to return home, getthem and drive back to Her. It was going to make me not only fail theinspection but also severely late. Just out of pure. Kelly felt quite nervous. She hadn't felt nervous since the first time she gave a private dance nearly two years ago or that couple she had entertained. She looked at him sitting there in the comfy chair and felt the urge to rip his fly open, pull her panties to one side, jump on his lap and fuck the living daylights out of him. But the law, and therefore club policy, was that there should be no touching - even in a private dance. She also sensed his nervousness which touched her. Then my mom gave the plate to me and said to eat.Mom please feed me I said her then she said ok and took the plate and started to feed me but my eye was on her big coconut tit’s and my mom saw that my eye was fixed on her breast and she covered it properly again and finished feeding me then she washed her hand and then said me to go for sleep again and I said mom how can I sleep on chair then she saw me sitting on chair and said sorry. Then helped me to sleep on bed and this time also my dick. Her head appeared, black hair held back in a bun. Those glasses on her nose shifted as she moved. Her silk blouse rustled and that tight, dark-gray pencil skirt clung to her rump. Even with her coming at me, I could see how great of an ass she had.So many wonderful lusts surged through me as she crawled towards me. She had such a big smile on her lips, so happy to prove her love for me by crawling. It was intoxicating. My cunt clenched. The heat swelled up my futa-cock.Then she was at me. Her.