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Somehow the tea had given him courage, and he was able to make eye-contact with the rich old man. “You seriously couldn’t hold off for a week?”
“Ten days,” I replied, looking my sister straight in the eyes. Indianporn Do you understand? For that, you would think that much more than a month of housework was needed, wouldn’t you?”
Petra nodded, while Craig focussed on trying to deflate his erection. “Oh, shit…sorry. Two million dollars—each—for two month’s work? “Is there another chair?” Petra asked, looking at the small seat in front of Lord DeGrave’s huge desk. “You seriously couldn’t hold off for a week?”
“Ten days,” I replied, looking my sister straight in the eyes. “Asking a brother and sister to pleasure each other…” Craig replied. “Seriously?”
“I’m sorry,” I replied, and I meant it. “Lord DeGraves!” she exclaimed, “You can’t be serious! Her big, jiggling jugs…her sexy maid costume…even the fact that she was voluntarily still serving the old man was sort of sexy.

India Summer Savoring Felicity Feline’s Sweet Wet Kitty