Chapter 61 Story 30- Smashing The Maid

• I wish I could say she dressed provocatively, or she seduced me and made me want to fuck her. But that was never the case with Hannah.
• The girl had curves crafted by an angel and could be traced in any outfit she wore. (Her maid’s uniform was no exception.) I don’t know how I ended up fucking her and I don’t know how my friend George watched and jacked off as I did.
• Okay, maybe I do know but recalling the events that led to that particular moment is like rocket science. I remember coming home from work that day with a splitting headache. I was more than grateful the kids had gone off to see their auntie as soon as I walked in through the door.