I fucked my house maid when my wife not home Part 2

She remembered every touch from the last time—how I grabbed her waist, whispered in her ear, and made her moan like never before. Today, she came to me willingly, eyes full of desire, saying, “Sir, please give me that pleasure again.” I could see how wet she already was. She didn’t want cleaning today—she wanted to be used. This time, she was ready for it rougher… and deeper.