The Killer of A Woman - Season 1 Episode 11
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Mr. Johnson was soon going to be mine! That hard-on! That monstrous-looking stick of an erection, was an obvious statement! He may be hiding his feeling, emotions and desires. And you wouldn't expect any less given that he was a deacon in his church. It was always going to be difficult to get into his mind, but my determination was eventually paying off! And in a very pleasing way. His recent erection, which he did little to conceal, was a very encouraging sight and it explained how much he enjoyed my last showing. I was to give him another chance. In fact, I was set to given him chances after chances until he finally accepts the inevitable! I was desperate, yes I knew that, but no woman wouldn't be, after seeing Mr. Johnson's terrific d!ck! It was a d!ck too enormous to imagine!
My next encounter with Mr. Johnson came as soon as the following day. However, it wasn't exactly pre-planned like the previous ones. This was so because his wife told me a day before that her husband would be leaving very early for an appointment on that very day, so wouldn't be around. Therefore, I didn't exactly prepare to do anything with him. But as it has become usual with me at those times, I was still dressed to kill! I wasn't doing it to impress him at that moment since he was not at home, but I had decided to be on something very skimpy each time I was in the main house. Exactly for him, anyway. So just as expected, I was in a rather seductive outfit. A white sleeveless polo of very sheer material but with no bra underneath and then a dark cannery swed skirt that barely got to my thighs but managed to conceal my blue lacey [email protected]! As expected, he wasn't home when I reported for work that very morning, as he had already left for the appointment in question. Nonetheless, I began my house-cleaning duties as required. I tidied up the living room, kitchen and bedrooms but felt a peculiar urge to scrub the bathroom and toilet floors. So I got my mob ready and began scrubbing and soon, got out of both and then into the lobby. Discouraging enough, there seemed to be some stubborn stains on the lobby floor which I found difficult dealing with by just the mob stick I had. So I decided to handle them with a brush which should be more effective when used with even more detergent. I got on all fours and began scrubbing. As I did, my shirt picked up dampness here and there. My heavy boobs stretched it further down causing it to dip into water occasionally. My very short tight skirt, pulled further down too, exposing my blue [email protected] and the start of the crack of my plum butt0ckz! I couldn't really help this as trying to adjust it up would always result to wetting the skirt too. So I left it that way.
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