Jennifer Vermillion

they went to work, and I sat to watch. Emily looked at me in her knowing way, and slowly open her long legs, just enough so I could see her little slit. I licked my lips, Emily giggled and closed her legs. After school that day, I drove her home, as has become the norm, and went in to the house. Melissa was already home, and kneeling on the living room floor in her naughty french maid corset, with black patent heels, and black back seemed stockings. Cliche I know, but I liked it. "How may I serve you ladies" she asked us, never making eye