The Maid Caught Stealing

Madeline hides a camera behind a stack of books. She watches the maid slip a bracelet into her pocket and smile like she got away with it. Later she pulls the blonde close by the hair and calls her a dirty thief. The maid’s uniform rips open; big breasts bounce free. Madeline forces her over the arm of the couch, wrists tied with torn stockings. Every slap of the crop leaves a red stripe across pale skin. The blonde moans, mouth stuffed with her own panties, while Madeline spreads her ass and works a slick plug past the tight ring. When the plug comes out, Madeline fucks her there—hard, steady, until the maid’s legs shake and her cunt drips down her thigh. Fingers replace the toy in her pussy, two then three, curling deep until she comes with a muffled scream. Only then does Madeline loosen the stockings and order the maid to use her mouth, tongue working until Madeline’s thighs clamp and she groans her release. The blonde stays on her knees, makeup streaked, ass still red, waiting for whatever comes next.