He holds my hips still and raises his eyebrows at me as lust and desire mixes in the depths of his eyes. I try not to get distracted from cleaning but I can’t help the moan the escapes my lips as he firmly grasps my entire pussy in his hand. Sir doesn’t stop even as his load is spilled into me. He slaps my pussy and I wince, going back to cleaning. I glance at the spot I didn’t finish cleaning and he turns my face towards his. Sir lets me finish before pounding me even harder and rougher. “Is the little slut eager to be fucked by her Sir?”
I blush bright red but nod enthusiastically. I feel another climax forming and I moan loud. Maybe I’m getting rewarded? He slaps my pussy and I wince, going back to cleaning. “Young lady, what did I say the last time you were painting?”
I shiver at the sound of his baritone voice.
