Walking into her dressing room, Ann slipped a light housecoat over her deliciously naked body.
Moving quietly down the stairs, she stepped out through the back door and hurried towards Charles' quarters above the garage. Because Patty, her thirteen-year-old daughter, lived with them, Ann never took a lover into the house.
"Hi, she smiled, walking into Charles' room without knocking.
"Hello," the chauffeur grinned, lying naked on the bed with his stiff dick pointing arrogantly into the air.
"My God," Ann giggled, staring excitedly at his big throbbing dong. "Were you going to start without me?"
"Not a chance," he smiled up at the beautiful woman as she casually removed her housecoat.
"God," she smiled. "I'm sure glad that asshole stayed in town tonight."
"So am I," Charles answered, staring at the glistening cunt juice that was bubbling out between the woman's hot pussy-lips.
"What was she like?" Ann asked.
"A foxy little blonde," Charles answered. "Only seventeen years old."
"That pompous asshole," she laughed. "She'll never give him the fucking you're gonna get."
Moving onto the bed with Charles, Ann gently wrapped her fingers around his big throbbing prick. Lowering her head, she began licking savagely on his lust-bloated cock-head. There was absolutely nothing in the world that Ann enjoyed more than the feel and taste of a big meaty cock. For some reason, the chauffeur's big dick felt even bigger and harder than usual tonight. The throbbing size of his swollen dong sent wild shivers racing through her body.