"And we watched as Steve touched his tits and then looked at himself inthe rear view mirror."Oh my god!" he screamed.This woke Dave who recognised Ste...ve's voice."Steve, what are you doing dressed as a woman?"At that point two things happened - Steve realised the other "woman" inthe passenger seat was Dave and the drugs wore off Dominic. We could seethis as he sat up in the back of the car."I could ask you the same question, Dave."And we laughed as we noticed Dave realise that he was also. I quickly pulled my hand out of my sweats as he said, “Who are you?”“I am here to clean the house. I was told nobody was going to be here.” I said quietly back to him.“You were watching us, weren’t you?” he asked.“No! No! I didn’t see anything. I swear!” I said back.He grabbed my hand and pulled me into the bedroom. His girlfriend still naked stood their and said, “Who is she?”“It is our cleaning lady! She was getting off in the hallway as we fucked!” the boyfriend said.“No! No! This is a big. “Carters have always cleaned at the manor. That smarmy agent should of told you that.” With this she finally met my eye. She would have seen the lightbulb of truth suddenly flicker there. She was right. The agent was an oily little fucker. And he had in fact said that the place was being looked after regularly. Mrs. Carter read this from my face in one second flat. With a curt nod she turned on her heel and made for the exit. “I’ll be in the kitchen if I’m needed…once you’re dressed,” she added. He grappled for my breasts and pussy, but the wet suction of my lips and cheeks on his cock distracted him and brought forth an instant anointing of precum to my glistening lips. He seized my bobbing pony tail and soon was straining and spasming, as the sensations of my lips and tongue on his cock and my breasts pressing on his thighs brought him under my control. My breasts massaged his muscular thighs with each lunge of my lips down his shaft to his lap, and he murmured, "I wanna fuck you,".