The doorbell chimed, not with the polite *ding-dong* of a guest, but with the insistent, almost aggressive buzz of someone impatient. Nikki, dressed in her slightly too-tight maid uniform – a deliberate choice, she admitted to herself – smoothed down the fabric over her ample hips. The uniform barely contained her big boobs.
She opened the door, and there he stood, a younger man with a cocky grin and eyes that immediately raked over her. "You must be the… help," he drawled, the word dripping with innuendo. Nikki raised a perfectly sculpted eyebrow. "I am," she replied, her voice low and husky. "And I'm here to help you get rid of your pent-up frustration."
He stepped inside, and without a word, pulled her into a searing kiss. Her hairy mound pressed against his hard-on, already straining against his jeans. He trailed kisses down her neck, pausing to suck and nibble, leaving her gasping for air. He ripped her uniform open, exposing her big boobs, and took one nipple into his mouth, sucking hard.
He pushed her roughly towards the couch and shoved her down, spreading her legs wide. Her pussy, already dripping wet, was on full display. He dove between her legs, his tongue a skilled instrument of pleasure. He pussy licking her with a passion.
He then moved up and mounted her, going to cowgirl position. Nikki loved the feeling of power, of controlling the pace and intensity. She switched to reverse cowgirl, relishing the sight of him looking up at her, his face flushed with desire. With a final, earth-shattering orgasm, he cum on face, his seed splattering across her face.
Nikki licked her lips, savoring the taste of his cum. "That was… helpful," she purred, a wicked glint in her eyes. "Now, about that second load..."
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Nikki Nuttz