Career. Anal sex The spanking was nothing compared to the beating my ass was taking from this man’s dick. Pfft. Yesterday I had driven down to the nearest mall and sat on a bench right outside of Macy’s and placed my purse on my lap and rammed my fingers down the front of my pants and went to town. Stephen needed a maid because he had no wife or kids and didn’t want to be burdened with such tedious meaningless things. I couldn’t believe he was serious. “well Stephen, I don’t have a career. Daddy spread my legs open wide and over my head and put his dick back in my pussy and I could tell by his breathing he was about to cum all over me. He turned to me and said “may I see you in the bedroom, please?”
Sure. He was. I just laid there looking at him in shock. He showed me to my “quarters” and gave me a detailed list of what must be done each day before he came home. When do I start?” I needed a house, although he didn’t need to know that
