I never had any bad intentions behind my words and I got the watchman’s wife the things that she required like some grocery, vegetables, etc. in the... evening. She was reluctant to take it at first but I told her that it was totally fine. But she told me that she can’t accept it as free without paying for it.I told her, “Okay, you can help me with my household work and I will pay you a salary.” She accepted the deal with a smile.My security guard’s wife started to come every day at 9 am in the. " Provided I knew where to look of course. Geographically that is."I'm sure I shouldn't be doing this." And attached was a picture of knees, cropped just above the ankles and showing the hem of a short skirt. The photographer wasn't very good and the exposure differed from the previous one, as did the background."Thankyou, those really are nice knees. Not everyone has such good knees. I was hoping there might be a hand showing, just lifting the skirt to show your knees."And a day or so. Clark was one of them. The men were politely taking turns feeling her up until a customer worked out something with Vic and took her into the small room with the mattress on the floor. They were making no secret of what she was doing in that room.Paula sat there, nearly naked, and stared at the floor as the men groped her. Her face was bright red. She was extremely embarrassed. And she was very turned on. Even with the poor quality equipment we were using to record what they were doing there. I’m still stroking his cock. All I can hear is him panting, begging for more. I thrust harder, taking him deeper. Each time I know he’s nearly going to orgasm, I slow down. I do as he has always done with me. Moving deeper, grinding into him, I stop stroking his cock and begin to smack his arse again. I fill him deeply with my cock. The control has me more turned on than actually fucking him; I want to come so badly. I’m not done with him yet. No, not yet. I want to make this tease last as.