French Maid: Leah Titty Fucks Mr. Howard

Leah pulled out her soft breasts and moved Mr. Howard's cock to embrace them. He was always staring at them--and why wouldn't he? They were exquisite. Everyone stared--even women (mostly in jealousy). Mr. Howard looked down in delight as she saw his French maid present her gentle pillows of sensual desire to him. His cock felt like heaven as Leah moved them between her soft cleavage. It wasn't the wetness of her mouth but the gentle and sensitive skin of her cleavage drove him wild--and maybe have even excited Leah slightly.

"Oooooghgh Oh Ga...gjjgghghh..." He let out a groan along with something that might have been words of French or German or some language no one could understand. Maybe it was the language of universal pleasure.

Her costume, her soft white breasts, her gentle hands and sensual smile continued to drive Mr. Howard toward the edge.