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It was a hot summer afternoon when he called. I hadn't expected to have to go over there, and I certainly hadn't expected to be told to help his wife around their property while the boss was away. "Why don't you pay someone to come in to do this?" I protested, "I'm not a handyman." He didn't even pause to give his reply as he walked out of the door. "I pay you to do what you're told." He stated flatly. As the door closed behind him Chantilly appeared at the top of the stairs and started to descend into the hall. A contented smile lit up her beautiful face as I admired her full, shapely body. "Come with me." Her words were understated but delivered with a soft, seductive tone. "What do you want me to do?" I asked, plaintively. "What do I want you to do?" She echoed, mockingly, and stopped with her back to a tall wooden fence, her hands dropping to her hips. "What do I want you to do..." She repeated, her attention no longer focussed on me, her eyes half-closed, her hands moving up her body, slowly, stopping to cup her breasts for a moment before turning, thrusting her perfectly shaped ass towards me. Then her eyes locked on mine. "Let me show you want I want you to do..."


You'd better do what she says - Mafia girls mean business!

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