“I think I’ll run that bath.” “Don’t forget to lock the door!” I reminded her. “I mean, you don’t want anyone accidentally coming in a...d seeing you naked, do you?“No that would be TERRIBLE.” She called back, as she climbed the stairs. I moved to the hall and listened to her shuffling around in her bedroom, picturing her slipping off her night-shirt. I peeped up through the gaps in the bannisters and caught a tantalising glimpse of her naked body crossing the landing and entering the bathroom. Sometimes I just wonder, how come the blangadesh/indian workers are able to get their hands on pinoy maids?!I open the door into our room and let Lovely in first. Slot the key into the holder and the room lighted up. Lovely walk towards the dressing table and I follow by, locking the door behind us.In a swift motion, I hug her from behind, giving her a tight squeeze and plant some soft kisses on her neck down to her shoulder, as she let out soft moan. I move my hands from her torso upwards and. Once I had him all inside me, I stopped and savored the fullness of his cock as it was deep inside me. I flexed my inner muscles a few more times before I began my ride. I started to lift off of him so I could fuck him at my own pace. On my knees, I began to buck up and down, my full lush breasts bouncing about as I moved on him. I tried to squeeze him with nearly every thrust, making my pussy even tighter than it already was. I could tell he liked what I was doing, so I kept right on. As good. It won't happen again." I rolled my eyes. "You're damn right it won't happen again. I can't makemoney if my staff decides when and where we will be open." I sighed audibly. "Ihad come up here tonight to give you this." I waved the counseling form infront of her. "It's the write up you have coming for playing Dance Dance Revolutionon the clock yesterday. Now we have a totally different situation, as wellas what will be your third write up. You understand what that means?" I demanded. Becky's.