She was at such a disadvantage—he seemed to know her every thought, while she knew nothing about him. She turned her dripping face up to his and whispered, “Thank you for letting me clean your house today…Master.” Read 37704 times |
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Jerking in surprise, she dropped the toilet brush, which fell into the bowl, splashing her face. But it was too late; she could feel the orgasm racing up her spine… NO! She blushed hotly even though no one was there to see her. Marie couldn’t face him like this. Now, how to get the laundry into the machine? What was he doing with all that money? Suddenly Marie spied a door she hadn’t paid much attention to before now, sort of tucked away near the stairs. There was a dark blue, rectangular plastic basket of laundry at her feet. She was right. Still, Marie didn’t even consider defying his orders.
