Maria, of course

Just when she got the next pack of meat and poured some water over it to make it defreeze quicker, Oz grabbed her waist from behind again and hugged her.

“Maria, I got a bit of prime beef for you right here too.” And he rubbed up against her large buttocks.

Maria had no power, nor a real will to resist him much. She had pondered a lot of options in her head and thought that this was a small fee to pay for her family’s well-being. She did not resist him and let him caress her, while she tried to focus on cooking.

Oz’s hands moved eagerly around her breasts. He played with them as she continued to cut up vegetables. He liked the little bit of extra risk which seemed to spice things up even more. His hands molded her breasts very gently at first, but then dug deeper and deeper into them, fully stretching out the fabric with her tits. His member was getting harder and harder, so he began to rub his crotch against her large butt. He felt her buns hotdog him and he lowered his hand to unbutton his pants. Next he rolled up Maria’s dress.

He stopped for a moment and thought why the woman was always wearing a dress if it’s so easy to access things. He thought she was wearing it for him, but in truth Maria had nothing else to wear, other than her dresses and a few pairs of shorts which she was afraid to dirty. She knew that if she wore one of the new things, Oz would immediately make them dirty.

It was no different this time. Oz’s large prick nested itself between her butt and he began to rub it eagerly there, slightly rubbing his tip against her dress. He moved frantically, until Maria clenched her buttocks. His penis could barely move from the tight squeezing. The sensation was rather nice, Oz thought and tried to continue his movement.

However, Maria at this point said: