Lucille at Work

Shelly covered her mouth in amazement. Then wondered why the hell a bombshell of a maid would do anything sexual with her manager.

He had to be paying... No he was too cheap. Just like he was a creepy perv.

Peering through the door Shelly beheld her balding middle aged boss, back to one of the liquor cages in the booze locker, with his pants around his ankles. His head was stuck skyward as he tried to avoid moaning in pleasure, holding himself upright with the cage wall. He had literally just carted in the last boxes from the booze delivery and was about to stock them when the maid showed up.

She cut straight to business, like some girl from a porn movie. Unbuttoning her uniform shirt to reveal her unsupported perfect breasts, dropping her pants to reveal a smooth shaven pussy, and a blunt request for something hard to suck on. Dave wasn't in any position to pass up such a chance. He didn't need to worry about sexual harassment, the camera in the room would show what went down.

Dave thus began to receive the most mind blowing blow job of his life. As Lucille bobbed up and down, lapped along. or even left his cock for a moment to suck on his balls Dave fought the ongoing urge to moan, or even scream as his repeated urges to cum climaxed in a failure to. With the pleasure going on to build.

Jeremy was actually surprised, Dave was so enthralled by the blowjob that he essentially tunnel visioned in on it and didn't noticed the elephant man now running his hands and trunk slowly across the various bottle racked up. Slowly he infused each one with the Idol's corrupting essence. Wine, Champagne, and Spirits of all assortment. Jeremy smiled to himself at the thought of corrupting so many souls through spirits, maybe those women who fought for prohibition were right about it.

Jeremy glanced around, he had barely gotten a quarter of the inventory in this room done.

Shelly bit a finger tip finding herself unusually aroused spying on her manager being sucked off by the maid. The smooth fluid motions of the maids body as she almost seemed to love, no LIVE to be doing such sex acts. Shelly was amazed at her co-ordination, as she hands free bobbed on the cock, while groping one breast, and fingering herself visibly to Shelly.

As Shelly continued to hold one finger between her teeth, he other hand fidgetted with the top button of her uniform blouse. She envied the perfect light brown philipino complexion, the way her tits sagged just enough, yet seemed otherwise bouyant in their firmness, their tiny dark nipples protruding seemingly straight at Shelly.

Shelly shifted her finger to fidget with a strand of hair she left down framing her face, her other hand having released one button now meandered her mostly linear frame clenching the tusk once more, busily seeking something to do while Shelly consciously grew more absorbed by the maid who smiled at her knowingly as she licked Dave's cock head.

Shelly froze like a deer, panicked, unsure what to do.

Her concern quickly faded, as Lucille's wanton eyes kept locked on Shelly. Her arms slowly shed her uniform shirt exposing herself fully as she stood and ran her hands seductively along all her curves, bending in turn to exemplify them before turning her back to the door and bending over for a moment.

Shelly's heart skipped a beat, was this gorgeous woman performing for her? Or did she just enjoy that Shelly was watching... Or was she just imagining all this?

Shelly felt the tusk seemingly almost pulse in her hand with each erotic actions that Shelly glimpsed. She worried for a moment that she wouldn't get to see anything if her manager fucked Lucille from this angle, only to be relieved when Lucille bent over against the same wall Dave had been supporting himself off of, allowing the side view of her breasts as the hung beneath her and Dave began to fuck into her from behind.

Shelly felt the wetness between her legs growing, increasingly drawn to give herself just a quick touch. It wasn't like that would lead to her fucking her boss just to get off... She even already had something to help her. She thought looking at the tusk in her hand enjoying the warm pulses it seemed to emit, each in sink with Lucille and Dave colliding in feral bliss.

Dave had forgotten his reasons for trying to stay quiet, the sounds of him and Lucille going back and forth adding a new dimension of torment to Shelly's perspective.

Shelly grew increasingly engrossed with the rutting duo, her free hand now brushing down one side of her neck as she fidgetted absentmindedly with another button. She was so engrossed she was unaware of the creature the passed through view int he background as it migrated to another series of inventory to corrupt.

Thoughts began creeping from the shadows into Shelly's mind, calling for her to relieve herself of the building desire to touch herself. Whispering in the background not to waste her time masturbating, she should go masturbate for those watching her, she shouldn't masturbate at all, she should just join them.

A tiny voice sounded alarm, that she should just get out of there before being discovered. She could come back later, give them 30 minutes to finish... Maybe an hour... Shelly thought, realizing the way they were fucking she would be hesitant to stop after just half an hour.