Shemale Maid

Dr. Harding was working his blunt 'weapon' into her neglected bum very fast in and out and every time he thrust it inside her glassy heels would hit him on the butt in response. He had already reached top speed some time ago and was nearly exhausted- he was panting like a hound dog and thick beads of sweat were dripping from his forehead on her back.

Drawing upon his last ounce of strength, he grabbed a handful of her hair, pulled her head closer to his and lunged forward in a desperate attempt to reach the deepest point of her battered rectum. He roared his victory like a mountain-lion and began spurting his thick white cream inside her raped bowel like a painting pistol. After a while, he withdrew his dripping dick and tried to catch his breath, wiping away the sweat from his forehead with the back of his right hand.

With hot semen still trickling from her abused hole down to her balls, Colleen turned around and knelt before him. Very carefully she put his spent cock into her mouth and went on to suck him gently. After sucking him for some time she passed her tongue many times along the shaft and around the head, licking and swallowing everything she could. She even squeezed the head with her fingers in order to accept in her willing mouth the last drop of his orgasm.

Having licked him completely dry, she put his veteran cock back into his pants and zipped up the trousers, looking pleadingly at him as devoted housekeepers always ought to do. Obviously, his anger had disappeared because he immediately smiled and patted her on the head as if she were his favourite pet. By sheer gratitude, she embraced his thighs and started playfully to rub her nose and cheeks against the bulge of his trousers, like a well-fed kitten, when the doorbell rang.

Dr. Harding ordered her to answer the door and headed to his room. She stood up and quickly collected the semen from her sore anus and hairless balls with her right hand. Without forgetting to destroy all evidence of her indecent behaviour by licking clean her hand, she brought her string back into place, straightened her fishnet dress and off she went.