Pleasure scraped over nerve endings, the passion was mutually sending them into a new frenzy. She withdrew her finger from his mouth and along with he...r other hand were raking his back. Her legs had wrapped tightly around his buttocks allowing deepest penetration possible. Cedric had a long cock possibly even longer than Randy’s and she wanted every inch of it inside her. She could feel herself threatening to race into a pleasure sensation that would blow her mind. At first his movements were. I took a spoonful of it. Thick and unsweetened, it tasted no better than it looked.The maid with the beard and mustache whispered quietly. “I’d eat it if I were you. There will be nothing else until lunch time and if we’re unlucky then it will be more of the same.”I took his advice, though without much enthusiasm.Once we had finished the others picked up their bowls and mugs and headed towards the scullery, where a sink with luke-warm, greasy water was all we had for washing up, each of us. She made her way out of her home locked and carefully checked if the there was someone.My house was diagonal and close to the stair case going to the upper level while her’s was near the lift and since it was close to 8 o clock there would be lots of movements people going and coming to and fro. As soon as she locked her door she double checked for the stairs and the lift and ran the 10 paces to my place as i saw her mangalsutra move opposite to the swaying of her tits, and the anklets making. ”“How so?” she asked, curious about how I’ve come to the new insight about Beth.“Are we alone on the line?” I asked quietly. “Beth’s doing her own thing? Glen doesn’t have the phone bugged, claiming it’s for national security?”She chuckled at that.“No, I think he’s actually going to be retiring in the next couple of years, so he’s started to relax some, and Beth’s in the shower. She’s probably going out with Roger for the evening. It’s just you and me.”“Okay. I don’t want Beth to know just yet,.