Indian Fever

I'm not sure how long we lay together before my maid slowly removed my fingers from her hot and wet pussy. Standing, she grabbed the washcloth to clean my cum from my body. Gently holding my wrist she washed my hand and between my fingers to clean herself from me. After rinsing off the washcloth, she held up her dress to wipe our juices from her own body before she quietly left my room.

Until my family returned, we enjoyed daily encounters such as this. Although she never did let me make love to her, I will always be grateful for the many ways she taught me to please a woman.