Maid Of Pleasure Mga Nobela at Kwento

on Madeline, the most beautiful woman he had ever seen whose life he just ruined because of a one night lust. In the end, he tried to take a glance at Eve, his own doctor who cured his illness and took care of him when they were in Brazil. As he could see darkness, he asked in his dying mind... "Que he hecho? (What have I done?)" . The wind was blowing as it created a rhythmic sound and movements in the field full of reeds. She walked so beautiful and graceful to the path trying to chase the sun in its early rise. Her white dress was flowing with the wind. Her legs were twirling and hopping and her body was so light. She walked, twirled, giggled, and laughed as she followed the path.

And he sound pleasured. I looked at him. He looked at me intently, his eyes are full of lust. I can see he enjoys what he's doing. "Sir ... ahh." I moaned. My stomach getting tighter. I'm close to my release. I wanna hold him, scratch him unconsciously. But I couldn't reach him and my body was so weak that I couldn't move. I wanna watch him as he enters me, but all I can do is shut my eyes closed and breath through my mouth because of the waves of pleasure that he's giving me. "Hmp!" I cried, feeling so fucking good. I feel like I'm about to pee. My stomach tightening and my legs are shaking.

"I'm sorry sir, I'm here to work not to sleep with you" "Playing hard to get? I know all of those tricks two million?" "I'm sorry to tell you this sir, even if you offer billion, and even if your the richest man in the world I won't sleep with you,don't be too confident on your appearance, if you trick the other lady to sleep with you not me, gosh even your the most handsome in the world I don't dare to!" "Then your not qualified as a maid, get out" "Ok, sir I'll do it..."

Both women turned toward the sound from the top of the stairs. Isis appeared - elegant, poised, and all authority. A woman in her fifties whose reputation filled Upland like a shadow. Widow of the former Judge, and second only to the king in wealth, her smirk was ice wrapped in silk. "You shouldn't teach my prospective maid to gossip," Isis said coolly, fixing a sharp gaze on Cressida. Cressida gave Amber a final, pitiful look. "Be strong," she murmured, then faced Isis. "I'm leaving."

"You will wake up before me every day. You will cook my breakfast exactly how I like it. Eggs over easy, avocado toast, black coffee. You will prepare my outfit for the day, ironing every crease perfectly. You will water my plants on the terrace, keeping them thriving. And you will do all of it completely naked. My whore maid. Nothing covering that beautiful body. I want easy access to my property at all times." Elena moaned loudly as he angled his cock to hit a new spot inside her ass. The dildo rubbed against her inner walls through the thin membrane separating the two holes. Her clit throbbed under the clamp. "Yes, Sir. I will be your naked whore maid. I will serve you perfectly."

Held her still. Whispered, “Not yet.” She was trembling. Sweating. Begging. “Please…” “Say what you are.” “I’m your maid.” “No. Say it right.” “I’m your dirty maid.” “And what do you do?” “I serve you. I clean for you. I come for you—when you let me.” “Good girl.” Then he let go. And so did she. Her orgasm hit like a wave, crashing through her body, tearing a sob from her throat.

“I trust you… I just… want to experience it.” He pulled her a little closer, his lips just brushing her ear. “Then let’s enjoy it together, pumpkin. Every moment, every sound… every glance. Just you and me.” Izzy nodded, heart racing, feeling the thrill of being so close to him in a place like this, the tension thick but exhilarating. Welcome to a place where you experience pleasure like never before,” A voice said. They turned to see a beautiful lady, She had short blonde hair, dark eyes, and wore a red corset with a short skirt. A whip hung at her waist. She looked stunning, almost intoxicating.

The moment I was lowered into it, their hands were all over me. The redheaded maid, with full heavy breasts and pierced nipples, immediately latched onto my left breast. She sucked my nipple hard into her hot mouth, tongue swirling and flicking while she moaned like she was tasting something divine. The dark-skinned maid with braided hair took my right nipple, biting gently before sucking with wet, greedy pulls that sent sparks straight to my clit. The petite blonde maid knelt between my spread thighs in the water and buried her face in my pussy without hesitation.

Three women. Completely naked, dancing seductively in front of him. Their smiles were full of temptation. The VIP section of the club was built purely for pleasure. There was a pole in the center of the room so the paid girls could put on a show for the clients—make them crave more. More pussy to fuck, more cash to rake in. Right in front of the pole was a long red sofa. The table nearby was loaded with booze and food, but all of that was going to waste. Nobody came here to eat. It was all about sex.

Before I could say any more words, rue discontinued the conversation and took Anna long with her. Later that evening, it was time to celebrate Lillian's wedding. Everyone in the room came there and Lillian invited her friends, Dani's friend's also came along.. " Hey! What do you think?". She asked me, Mathilda the maid questioned me . " I don't understand..... What do you mean...". I turned back and asked.. She pulled out her hand and pointed at the little gift corner in front, it was like a room where people go in, take a snap and then before leaving drop their gifts...