Room Maid is fisting my pussy
I never thought I would find myself in this situation, but here I am, sitting naked with spreaded legs on a table in the living room with my lesbian room maid's gloved hand deep inside me. It all started innocently enough, with me hiring her to help me keep my apartment clean. She was a sweet and friendly girl, and we quickly became friends. But as we spent more time together, I couldn't help but notice the way she would look at me, her eyes lingering a little too long and her touches a little too intimate.
I brushed it off at first, thinking it was just my imagination. But one day, as I was cleaning up after a long day at work, she offered to give me a massage to help me relax. I accepted, grateful for the kind gesture. But as she worked her way down my body, her hands getting closer and closer to my most intimate areas, I couldn't deny the growing arousal I felt.But I was too turned on to stop her.
And when she finally reached between my legs and began to massage my clit, I couldn't hold back anymore. I moaned and writhed under her touch, my body craving more.
That's when she whispered in my ear, asking if I wanted her to fist my pussy. I was taken aback at first, but the thought of her hand inside me was too tempting to resist. I nodded eagerly, and she quickly slipped on a latex glove before sliding her hand inside me. The feeling was unlike anything I had ever experienced before. It was a mix of pleasure and pain, and I couldn't get enough.
As she continued to fist me, I felt myself getting closer and closer to the edge. I couldn't hold back any longer. I came with a loud moan, my body shaking with pleasure. She continued to move her hands inside me, prolonging my orgasm until I was completely spent.
As I lay there, panting and covered in sweat, I couldn't believe what had just happened. But I also couldn't deny how amazing it felt. From that day on, my bi room maid and I have shared many more intimate moments in the living room.
Room Maid is fisting my pussy
I never thought I would find myself in this situation, but here I am, sitting naked with spreaded legs on a table in the living room with my lesbian room maid's gloved hand deep inside me. It all started innocently enough, with me hiring her to help me keep my apartment clean. She was a sweet and friendly girl, and we quickly became friends. But as we spent more time together, I couldn't help but notice the way she would look at me, her eyes lingering a little too long and her touches a little too intimate.
I brushed it off at first, thinking it was just my imagination. But one day, as I was cleaning up after a long day at work, she offered to give me a massage to help me relax. I accepted, grateful for the kind gesture. But as she worked her way down my body, her hands getting closer and closer to my most intimate areas, I couldn't deny the growing arousal I felt.But I was too turned on to stop her.
And when she finally reached between my legs and began to massage my clit, I couldn't hold back anymore. I moaned and writhed under her touch, my body craving more.
That's when she whispered in my ear, asking if I wanted her to fist my pussy. I was taken aback at first, but the thought of her hand inside me was too tempting to resist. I nodded eagerly, and she quickly slipped on a latex glove before sliding her hand inside me. The feeling was unlike anything I had ever experienced before. It was a mix of pleasure and pain, and I couldn't get enough.
As she continued to fist me, I felt myself getting closer and closer to the edge. I couldn't hold back any longer. I came with a loud moan, my body shaking with pleasure. She continued to move her hands inside me, prolonging my orgasm until I was completely spent.
As I lay there, panting and covered in sweat, I couldn't believe what had just happened. But I also couldn't deny how amazing it felt. From that day on, my bi room maid and I have shared many more intimate moments in the living room.