Una criada cachonda se folla a su jefe con una polla enorme en su primer día de trabajo.

“Victory!” he cheers, giving me one final tickle on my sides, making me squeal loudly. “she and I could unite in our worry over you.”

He kisses my forehead, smiling, though there’s a hint of sorrow in it. He strips off and climbs on, moving towards me and positioning himself between my legs. He mulls it over in his mind before looking at me thoughtfully. “Oh fuck! He gently lifts me, placing me into the large bath, turning on the water and adding some bubble bath. “Not yet,” He grins at me, a twinkle in his eye. I hear him sigh loudly and I take his hand in mine, slipping my slender fingers between his thick ones and rest my head on his shoulder, he in turn leans his on the top of my head, giving my hand a gentle squeeze and sighing again. I slump against the wardrobe as I come down, my body shaking with aftershocks. We ate in silence, processing the news in our own, individual way.