Chapter 72 The House Help Seven

• Days passed and Sarah refused to sleep in the same room with John nor would she speak to him. She refused to eat with him at the table. John was being eaten up by something he wasn't guilty about. He had tried on multiple occasions to try and speak to her but she wouldn't give him a listening ear.
• Sarah had l moved out from the bedroom she sharing with John into one of the guest rooms. John tried to investigate how the item had gotten into his pocket, he had even installed a camera but still, he couldn't find anything.
• One day, Maria went to clean his room as usual. Knowing that he was now staying alone, she opened the door without knocking. She got inside and nobody was there. She was about to start when she head a faint moan coming from the bathroom. Her heart began to race. Why would he be masturbating. She tiptoed to the door which was slightly open and peeped into the bathroom. Her eyes widened as she saw dis dick. It was fat, long and veiny, exactly the type of dick she love to ride. He was stroking himself with his eyes shut close. Maria stood, watching as he kept stroking himself. She wished he could make use of her mouth or pussy instead of his hand. She was already getting wet just for watching.