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While you would love to simply dive into the pretty maid's pussy, your parents did raise you with some manners. Starting to unbutton her shirt, you place a light kiss on her lips, saying "I'm John. What's your name?"

"Indira," she replies with a giggle as your hands finish with the buttons of her uniform shirt, and flip it off. Her breasts are covered with a thin black bra, which she informs you opens in the back.

As your hands slide around to open the clasp, you murmur into her ear, "Indira. What a beautiful name for such a beautiful girl," nibbling on her ear as you undo the clasp and slide the bra off, tossing it into the tub.

You step back to behold Indira's breasts, which are simply lovely. A large C, they look even bigger on her small frame, and her dark nipples and areola stand out from her brown skin like chocolate chips. The imagery is so appealing that you can't help but suck on her left nipple, causing the maid to gasp, and bury her hands in your hair.

"My nipples are really sensitive," she says breathily, her accent and arousal turning her voice into music. You grin, and slightly bite down on the very tip, making Indira jerk and groan, rubbing her wet pussy into your leg. Your hand comes up to rest on her back, while your other goes to her right breast, making sure it doesn't feel neglected.

You spend the next few minutes on Indira's breasts and nipples, alternating your mouth with your hands. You lick, nibble, suckle and slurp them, driving the girl into a higher and higher state of arousal, while her hands roam over your body, stopping often to tug on your cock.

"Please sir, finish me, I'm almost there," Indira groans, eyes glazed, body trembling. You oblige by biting her right nipple hard before swiftly switching over to her right areola, biting down around it and sucking hard, marking her. Indira's moans hit a peak, and you pull off, reaching up to grasp her Hershey-colored nipples. You take a moment to admire the contrast in skin color between Indira and yourself, before pinching and twisting both nipples.

That does it. Indira's eyes fly wide open and she squeals as she comes, a gush of fresh juices running down your legs as hers lock up on you. Her orgasm lasts as you hold onto her nipples, and after you let them go, it gradually ceases as she occasionally twitches against you.