Maid Fucked In The Ass

In the dimly lit and lavishly decorated room, Camilla Moon, adorned in a seductive maid outfit, stands before me, her eyes meeting mine with a coy smile. The room, a stage set in my own home, pulsates with an electric tension.

Camilla, with a confidence that makes her every move entrancing, starts by gracefully lowering herself to her knees. Her fingers work expertly, undoing my belt with a practiced ease, her eyes never leaving mine. "Let me take care of you," she whispers, her voice a sultry promise. The atmosphere thickens as she begins with a sultry blowjob, her lips and tongue working in perfect harmony, the sound of her working the length of me filling the room.

We move, our bodies finding a natural rhythm, to a standing position.