It's My Duty To Serve You

Cassius's gaze swept over the scene below with a knowing, amused glint. His pants, still darkly stained and completely soaked from the head maid's overwhelming release, clung to him as evidence of how gratified she felt at the moment.

But he didn't seem to mind that his pants felt like someone had poured hot oil on them and shifted his focus to the head maid, whose body still trembled in his embrace after having her insides so fully filled by his cock.

With a soft chuckle and deliberate care, he adjusted her position, ensuring she was as comfortable as possible despite the intensity of their encounter.