French Maid: Leah rides Mr. Howard

Mr. Howard moved over to his office couch and laid down.

"I think I would love to see how the French do things--Mad'am" he said, overemphasizing the word almost comically. Leah rolled her eyes as she moved to position herself atop him. She reached down and guided Mr. Howard's cock to her...wetness? She wasn't sure why she was so wet but she was able to sit down on him with great ease.

"Ooh la la indeed." he said between moans. Leah began to move her body slowly on the couch. Her tight womanhood gripped Mr. Howard's cock like a form fitting rubber glove. She began to move up and down on his cock faster. Mr. Howard's groaning grew louder as he enjoyed the view.

Leah's breasts began to bounce in her sensual maid outfit and Mr. Howard breathed a sigh of relief as he laid there on his couch enjoying the pleasure of a pretty woman riding his cock. His wife had never been good on top and Leah was very skilled. She sent shockwaves of pleasure through his body with each rhythmic movement of her lithe frame.

"Oh Miss Williams..." he groaned "Oui...oui....that is good."

Leah pretended not to notice Mr. Howard's attempt to use French but instead focused on riding him. She would ride him quickly, then change her pace to slow the tempo--but not the feelings of pleasure she gave. She would move her body to his cock's head almost threatening to have him pop out of her--almost. The couch squeezed and cracked with her movements as she sped up.

What seemed like an hour was certainly less ten minutes. But Leah could tell that Mr. Howard's heavy breathing and his lip biting meant he would cum soon.