Chris fucks Yvette on the floor

Chris stroked Yvette's cheek, she looked into his eyes with a pleading look. "Fuk me, mon mastair," she said softly.

Chris grabbed hold of Yvette and turned her till her back was towards him. He undid his pants and lifted up her skirt.

"Take off your panties," Chris commanded.

Yvette obeyed, bending over to present herself. Chris let his rock hard cock out of its boxer prison. She licked her fingers and rubbed them inside her womanhood.

"Ai am ready, mastair," she said preparing herself.

Chris slid into her wet pussy with ease. His cock slowly slipping deeper and deeper inside her. He gripped her sides and as she began to rock back and forth.

Yvette began to moan softly. She grabbed hold of the sofa to keep herself stable. Then she pulled away.

"Non, maister," she said as she pressed herself against the wall. She was visibly playing hard to get.

Chris grabbed her, pulling her into a loving embrace his cock rubbing against through the soft fabric of her skirt to her pussy. She closed her eyes and began to gasp short moans of pleasure as she fell to the ground.

Chris lay down next to her stroking every spot that pleased Yvette when she was his girlfriend Lauren. Her body convulsed in pleasure at each stroke and kiss that Chris gave.

He straddled her, his member as hard as it could get. Using only his hips he moved his cock under her skirt, sliding effortlessly back into her womanhood. She gave a small cry of pleasure as he rocked back and forth harder and harder. Each thrust punctuated by a moan of pleasure.

Yvette grabbed hold of Chris pulling him closer as the pleasure built into a crescendo that filled them with ecstasy.

He slowly pulled away and collapsed next to the maid. Yvette pressed her body against Chris's chest and held her master tight.