Home care services

It was a sunny Wednesday when I walked into that luxurious condo once again. After suffering in the sun, I ring the doorbell about five times until a voice inside asks me to come in. I walk in wondering why such a wealthy family doesn't hire a maid. Maybe they hire and fire the very day I come. "Take a look at my laptop. I can't connect it to the TV". said the voice from upstairs. In the big room of that house I found a laptop thrown on the sofa, the screen opened with the browser on the website of the TV camera and there was a deputy speaking in the plenary. <unk>I, Mr. President, was elected to fight for the values of the traditional Brazilian family...<unk> Has he started talking yet? Amanda, the owner of the same voice as the other times, finally approached. The girl must have been in her twenties. She was brunette, with wet black hair and the pleasant smell of someone who had just taken a bath. She dressed comfortably in a blouse and shorts. The whole set was fair, emphasizing the curves. I confess that the look pleased me to the point of lessening my irritation, even though I avoided looking at the customer's curves. <unk>Women today, Mr. President, are lost. <unk>In my time, women like that, who show themselves to anyone, had another name...<unk> So I didn't even look at that woman, focused on the problem I had to solve, because Amanda wanted to broadcast the video from her laptop to the television and make the sound of that pathetic speech louder. My client sat next to me, eagerly asking one question after another as I entered the computer settings. She seemed to make a point of putting her body into mine. I found it difficult to reason when I felt the warmth of her thigh next to mine. I looked at her just once and lost myself looking into her eyes. My eyes were lost for a few seconds in hers and then crashed into the cleavage, where her rigid breasts dictated the shapes of that tissue. I asked for a glass of water to help me breathe. Being that it was a big house, I had a minute of peace to test all the possible settings until she came back. My brief tranquility ended with her round. Amanda comes back hugging a water bottle and a couple of glasses in her hands. She leaves everything on the coffee table to fill the two glasses and I could not look at anything but her shorts rising and slowly uncovering part of the ass. Amanda was outrageously hot, but the worst was yet to come. Some might say that this shameless behaviour was a lack of a real man in the house. I agree with that, but education is the main problem. Today's education is no longer the one I had... Apparently Amanda offered me one of the glasses without noticing how much the water bottle had moistened her blouse. The white, thin fabric became transparent and even more glued to her breasts. The halos were visible with their stiff beaks trying to break the cotton mesh. Having the laptop in her lap hid what was happening underneath. Hypnotized, I gazed at her body indiscreetly. When she realized, my heart exploded in anticipation of her indignation at my gazes, but in the end I received only a smile. In the end, everything worked out. The devices synchronized and that depressing speech was shown on television. She sits cheerfully beside me and pulls the notebook from my lap. Paralyzed, I pretend to watch it with interest while I have a scandalous erection in my pants. In the end, nothing is more lewd than a speech by a conservative MP. The Communists, when they took power, worked to destroy our society. I would if I didn't feel her hand on my dick. I tried to apologize, but Amanda unzipped my pants before I could finish a sentence, and from then on, all that came out of my mouth was moans. "I miss a hard stick like that here at home", she said before she swallowed it. The soft touch of those lips on my dick made me squirm with pleasure, the movements were deliciously slow and almost trance-like, with my arms outstretched, I squeezed the backsides of the couch while Amanda was nestled between my legs, sucking on my dick. Who the fuck is Amanda? Another woman's voice nearly killed me from the heart, another woman, much older than Amanda, with blond, straight hair, wearing a knee-length dress and a stern expression on her face, who wanted to run away, but Amanda wouldn't take my dick out of her mouth. Amanda, I'm talking to you, what kind of piranha is that? <unk> The school today has sex education class. Where have you seen it? Kids now learn about sex. They treat a serious thing like reproduction as if it's just entertainment...<unk> She then took me out of her mouth, but still held my stick, holding me down. <unk> Shut up, Ivone. You don't even seem to like it. <unk> Amanda replied before twirling her tongue around my dick. <unk> You haven't seen one of those in a long time, have you? Trapped on the couch by my dick, I shivered in fear at Amanda's every provocation, as if I wanted to fight this Ivone at all costs while keeping myself in that vulnerable position, and as the blonde approached with steady strides, I feared the worst. <unk> A roll like that and you don't even enjoy it right. <unk> said Ivone as he took the stick from Amanda's hand. The blonde licked my whole roll and I couldn't believe it. You don't see a stick like that every day, you have to take it. I was twitching and moaning again, and Ivone was looking at me as she dragged her tongue down my prick, making me feel the most delicious candy of all. You talk about me, but you're a whore too. You provoked Amanda. I like to climb, I like to grab a hot roll and enjoy it, you're a slut who sucks any dick any way. Not satisfied with the exchange of insults, Ivone grabbed Amanda by the hair and forced the same moves on her that she had done. Do this, bitch, lick his dick before you suck it. Amanda offered no resistance as she was pulled by her hair to lick me. Ivone started licking my dick from the other side. The meeting of tongues on my glans was the most erotic scene I've ever seen. The two of them kissed with my dick between them. I almost had fun there. The two of them sucked me alternately until Amanda left Ivone alone to take off her dress, revealing a beautiful body and a pair of black panties. When she was undressed, Ivone grabbed Amanda's hair again and turned her over, leaning her over the center table. She ripped her panties off her in a shrill manner, exposing her moist intimacy. "Come on, eat that bitch", said Ivone, before he slapped Amanda's ass. The blonde didn't even have to say anything with such an imperative tone. I got on Amanda at once, and I didn't stop. I pulled her against my waist and fucked her hard. The brunette moaned nonstop and the blonde continued to punish her butt with tapas. Amanda grabbed the coffee table to hold my punches. Ivone yelled at her with all the names as if she were her mistress. I punched that bitch mercilessly until she mocked. I watched the hands supporting the coffee table lose their strength as a longer moan rose and fell. I almost mocked again, but I wasn't done. As Ivone had such a rough manner with Amanda, I saw no problem in treating her the same way. Her authoritarianism provoked me more wild impulses, so I grabbed her by the hair and put her on all fours on the floor. When I entered her booth, the woman from before seemed to have disintegrated. Her energetic speeches gave way to a sly groan of a woman who could not resist being dominated. The blonde had a good butt to squeeze and hit. Seeing her scream at my taps gave me even more horny, I began to eat her faster. Amanda lured her and even kissed her on the mouth. The exchange of caresses was interrupted by the orgasm of Ivone, who began to scream uncontrollably. Seeing that commanding woman become submissive and enjoying my dick made me not accelerate and chase me any more. While I pushed my whole dick into Ivone, she screamed in the same trembling trance. <unk>Education comes from home, so the women in my family are decent...<unk> After attending to the customers in everything they wanted this little theater is a bit brox, but there were interesting news unfortunately it was all a surprise if I had known that not only the wife but the deputy's sister also wanted service, I would have charged double