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Old 02-07-2011, 12:59 AM
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Re: Screwing maids

as the story goes....


So I continued to peep and she took off her wet t-shirt and her small tits (just some and large nipples) showed! MMMMMMMmmmmmm!!!! I cannot imagine it! Total ecstacy knowing that this lady, older than me, is right in front of (or diagonally below) me just a meter away, NAKED!!! And seeing a naked woman like this for the first time was really exciting!

For some reason, she looked up and at the same time, I heard the door open, and I immediately took super quick ninja steps down the ladder and jumped (no time - may have made some noise) and scrambled out of the toilet, grabbed my glass on the kitchen table and act cool. My friend was looking over straight into the kitchen while putting his school bag and taking off his school shoes. I was like, hey.... hi!!!! Etc. Super fake lah.

Anyway... very unnatural.

Then, I played games with him (Sega or super nintendo, cannot remember lah), the maid came out, drying her hair with a towel and asked him if he wanted lunch, etc... .

Play game also no mood.

Super distracted. Then excused myself, went to toilet, carefully locked the door, reconstructed everything from memory to be as CLEAR as possible and PCC until I came into the toilet bowl!!!!!

DAMNNNNNNN SHIOK.

Whoa.

Then wiped, flushed.

Came out of the toilet and suddenly everything appeared boring to me, tried to go near maid but she looked shy or defensive. (Maybe she heard me creaking down the ladder and the jump? I would never know). Washed my hands, took another glass of drink.

Then went back, laid on the couch, played game a bit and left. Body language totally different from before I went into toilet lah.

Rushed home, immediately PCC again!!!!!!! And I think one more time that night.


Oooh, memories.