Maid Training 3

"Aah, what is it, what is it?" Susan looked around and asked as soon as she noticed that Oscar had appeared right behind her, where she was happily cleaning,

"Uhh, here let me help you," Oscar said, taking the duster in his hands and reaching up, taking her hands with him to show her what he was doing.

Oscar was still naked from the time he got a nice boob job, Surprisingly Susan didn't even question why he wasn't wearing any clothes, He got hard as soon as his cock touched her ass, the sensation was so good he was about to cum right there and then.

Susan was still wearing the maid outfit, her nipples hard from the excitement and the cold air coming in from the windows, her hair was all over the place and she was covered in sweat, Oscar pushed her more towards the window as he tried to get more on top to "dust", his cock now completely hard was pushing between Susan's ass cheeks.

Oscar took the opportunity and pinned her against the windows, her tits now pressed against the cold glass, if anyone looked up from the front yard they would see the half-naked bride being pushed against the window by a chubby-looking man behind her, her body covered in sweat from all the "dust" they were "cleaning".

Oscar took his cock and made her bend her knees and spread her legs, "that way I can reach more up to clean, stay like that," Oscar said, her hands and tits pressed against the window and her pussy in the perfect position ready to be stuffed,

"Oh, oh, I don't know, I think there's too much dust," Susan said. She didn't even want to argue; she just didn't know what was happening.

"Oh that's okay, let me show you," Oscar said, the maid's skirt wasn't long enough to cover her pussy and ass, he could see her dripping and moist lips and her butt crack, he placed is cock gently above the juicy love hole and suddenly started thrusting, her juices flowing out,

Oscar didn't even slow down, his cock was moving in and out of her pussy, his hands on her big soft tits, massaging and squeezing them, her big nipples pressing against his palms, her soft moans and the feeling of his cock moving in and out of her was so good, so sooo good,

"Don't worry Susan, it's just my dick, I forgot to put something on, I'll move a lot after I clean up,

"Oh, it-it, okay, ahhh, please, ummm, ahhhhhh, tell me how to cle-ah," Susan said between the thrusts and heavy breaths, she was dumb enough to see this as just a stupid mistake and gullible enough to not be ashamed of what she was doing. Oscar is just teaching me something here and here I am, acting like a pervert! She thought, reprimanding herself. That was what she was thinking while she looked at the yard and imagined her kiss with Gary, which would officially make her Mrs Susan Smith, Gary's proud wife.

"Okay, I'll clean up the rest, you stay there and don't move," Oscar said, thrusting one last time before pulling his cock out, he looked at his big fat cock dripping with her juices, her pussy dripping down to her thighs and throbbing uncontrollably.

"Okay, I'm, um, I'm sorry," Susan said, blushing, her body still shaking and her mind not working,

"No problem, I'll clean your back too, there's just some dust here, I don't want this costume to get dirty, just bend down and hold your tits together so the dress doesn't get in the way," Oscar said, getting ready to clean her back,

Susan couldn't talk anymore, the feelings she was going through right now were so strong that she had no words, and she was afraid that if she talked her voice would betray her, betray the fact that she was now dripping more than her juices, betray the fact that her nipples were harder than ever, she couldn't get up, her body was too tired and her pussy was still throbbing, her legs were shaking and she felt like she was going to faint,

In the name of cleaning the dust from Susan's back, Oscar made her bend over. For a thick, voluptuous figure like hers, Susan was surprisingly flexible; perhaps it was all the sex she had been tricked into that had made her that way. Whatever the reason was, Oscar used it to his advantage, making Susan's waist go down and down so that her tits were in his hand, pressed together, almost coming out of her dress, and her ass was at a perfect 90-degree angle for Oscar, served to him, ready to be pounded.