There was a knock on the door, you stepped out of the shower,
Wrapped a towel round your waist and opened the door, still dripping wet.
She was standing there, in her silk stockings...mini maid's dress...
and luscious red lips.
She could see the water running down your chest;
running off your nipples…
Her tongue snaked out, she licked her lips.
She walked into the room, which was still quite steamy.
She took your hand and drew you…into the room,
"Maid service,” she said, with a gleam in her eye...
She pushed you to the bed...
And said quite clearly, “I have cum to give you a message.”
She got down on her knees and proceeded to...
Suck on your cock, up to your balls.
She decided to fuck you... there, while sitting in your lap.
Her body and pussy was hot, wet and gleaming, from…
The steamy room, and your slick wet cock.
She was moaning and groaning as you started to cum.
She gave you a message, just as you’re exploding.
Whispering in your ear, “I’m so sorry Honey,
for being a fucking …Bitch On Heat!"
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