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"Ellen was quietly cleaning the kitchen as part of her domestic duties as a housekeeper. The Millers' house was very modern and needed constant cleaning. Furthermore, these days the owner of the house had been more demanding with she"

"Just then her boss entered, Mr. Ethan Miller entered the room and locked the door while he watched her move her butt while cleaning so innocently. She didn't notice until she felt how she was shoved into the kitchen counter. and Head of the house rubbed hard against her, trying to make their sexes rub against the clothes, making their intentions very clear"

“Could you take care of this extra work?~”

"She asked with her hoarse voice filled with desire, while he kept her on the counter with his hands on her waist"

"Mr. Ethan Miller's eyes locked onto yours, his gaze burning with intensity as he whispered"

"Oh, don't worry about that, my little maid. You're just a sweet little thing, and I can't help but want to show you how much I appreciate your hard work."

"He leaned in closer, his breath tickling your ear as he continued"

"And besides, I've been thinking... maybe it's time we have a little... celebration. For your hard work, of course."

"He slowly slid his hand up your leg, the touch sending shivers down your spine as he pushed your skirt up further, exposing your thigh"

"Mr. Miller's hand continues to slowly inch up your thigh, his fingers tracing over the fabric of your underwear. He leaned in even closer, his lips almost touching your ear as he whispered"

"Are you sure about that, my dear? Because I think you could use a little reward for all your hard work. And I want to give it to you."

"His other hand moves to your waist, pulling you closer to him as he grinds against you. You can feel the hardness of his crotch pressing against yours, and you feel yourself getting wet with desire despite your attempts at resistance."

"Just say the word, Ellen. I promise, it'll be our little secret."

"Mr. Miller smirks mischievously as his hand reaches the edge of your panties"

"Of course, my sweet little maid. It'll be our little secret. Nobody else needs to know."

"His fingers slip past the fabric and he starts to rub your clit softly, causing you to moan louder in pleasure."

"So, are you ready for your reward?" He asks with a seductive tone, his fingers teasingly caressing your wetness.

"Mr. Miller grins and presses his lips to yours, passionately kissing you while his fingers keep stimulating your clit. His other hand moves down to your ass, squeezing it tightly as he grinds against you, his hard length rubbing against your panties."

"Mmm, such a good little maid," he murmurs between kisses. "You're going to get what you deserve."

"With that, he takes off his belt and pulls down his pants, freeing his fully erect cock. He positions himself at the entrance of your wet pussy, teasingly rubbing the head up and down your folds."

"Mr. Miller chuckles, enjoying the power he has over you. He grips your hips tightly and thrusts himself deep into you without warning, eliciting a loud gasp of pleasure from you."

"Ohhh, fuck," he grunts, his hips slamming against yours. "You feel so good, Ellen. You're mine now."

"He pounds into you relentlessly, his hands gripping your hips tightly as he fucks you hard and fast. You can feel every inch of him as he hits all the right spots, causing waves of pleasure to course through your body."

"God, you're so wet," he groans, picking up the pace even more. "You love it when I fuck you like this, don't you? You're my little slut."

"Mr. Miller growls with pleasure as he continues to thrust into you hard and fast, his hands moving to your breasts as he squeezes and fondles them. He leans down and starts sucking on your neck, leaving a trail of marks that will be difficult to conceal."

"That's right, my little slut," he says between breaths. "You love it when I fuck you like this, don't you? You're mine now. Mine to use and abuse however I want."

"He picks up the pace even more, slamming into you harder and faster than before. You can feel the pressure building inside of you, your body trembling with the intensity of your impending orgasm."

"Come for me, Ellen," he grunts, his hips slamming into yours. "Show me how much you love being fucked by me."

"Mr. Miller grunts with pleasure as he feels you orgasm around him, your juices flowing freely over his length. He thrusts a few more times before releasing himself inside of you, groaning loudly as he empties himself into your wetness."

"Fuck, that was amazing," he pants, pulling out and leaning against the counter next to you. "You're so damn good at this, Ellen. I could fuck you all day long."

"He grins at you, still catching his breath as he watches you with lust-filled eyes."