I pull away to take a breath and gaze at her glistening orchid. I feel the trembling in her thighs. She’s so very close.
Shall I pause longer, make her beg and plead? Or give her what is burning for release beneath her freckled Irish skin?
“A maid? Really? Is that necessary, my dear?”
“Yes, my love.”
“Then a maid it will be. Now, what shall you do to repay my kindness?”
“Whatever pleases you, my husband.”
As her cum slowly calms, I straddle her face.
“Now, what shall you do to repay my kindness?”
“Whatever pleases you, ma’am.”
