More than a Maid

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movement.
    Ramon slowed the kiss, taking her bottom lip between his teeth then letting it go.
    Then his tongue darted between her lips and back out like he was tasting her.
    She felt his cock pressing into her stomach, and reached down to glide her palm over it, through his shorts.
    He moaned softly into her mouth and slid his hands down her bare back. She soon felt his fingers under the elastic waistband of her shorts. He broke the kiss and bent at his knees to push them down to the floor, leaving her naked.
    Marcy gasped as she felt a light draft against her backside. In a soft voice, she murmured, "I'm the only one naked? No fair."
    Ramon looked in her eyes then stepped back to give himself room. He quickly lifted his shirt over his head then pulled his shorts down, kicking them away. With a silly half-smile, he raised his hands to his sides, nodding down at his body. "Feel better now?"
    She could barely say, "Yeah," as she took it all in. Smooth chest, chiseled abs… nice-sized cock pointing straight at her…
    Ramon laughed when he saw her staring at it. His head tilted to the side, he winked at her and said, "Don't worry, baby. I'll take it easy on ya."
    Marcy smiled, shaking her head. "Oh no. I didn't ask you to take it easy."
    He let out a loud breath. "Good, 'cause it's a damned lie." Then he rushed toward her, making her giggle as he lifted her into the air and spun her around to the bed.
    She landed on her side, her head against a pillow.
    He rushed to the door and turned a latch to lock it, then ran to the bed and jumped in beside her, making the entire bed jolt.
    His enthusiasm made Marcy blush.
    Ramon pushed her onto her back in a passionate kiss. His hand instantly went to her breast, and he let out a sharp moan as he kneaded it.
    Marcy threw her arms around his back and soon found herself squirming uncontrollably beneath him. God, that tongue. If it had that kind of effect on her mouth, she could only imagine what it might do elsewhere.
    Ramon kissed her for a long time as he fondled her breasts, squeezing her hard nipples between his fingers, until Marcy turned her face away.
    "Please," she said, whimpering. She hated herself for begging but she couldn't take it anymore. "You're driving me crazy." She reached down and curled her hand firmly around his shaft.
    Ramon gazed deep into her eyes, then he traced his fingers in a straight line down her stomach, stopping between her legs.
    Marcy's hips instantly bucked against him.
    "Ooh," he moaned as his fingers slid through her wetness. His voice was soft. "Feels like you're ready for me."
    She was about to say, "yes," when his fingers slid inside her and his thumb touched her clit. Her body arched and her head flew back against the pillow as she cried out, "Oh God!"
    His fingers were magic, satisfying the ache he'd built between her thighs. She could feel him watching her as she writhed around on the bed but she didn't care. She simply spread her legs and let the pleasure consume her.
    Ramon varied the strength and pressure of his hand. He penetrated her slowly a few times, then deep and fast, never letting her know what to expect.
    Marcy let her eyes open to see him pucker his lips like he was blowing her a kiss. Then he changed the rhythm of his hand, surprising her yet again.
    "Ah!" Her head fell back and she grabbed the bedspread with her hand as she screamed. She was right there at the brink of an orgasm, like a volcano about to erupt.
    And then he pulled his hand away.
    "Huh?" For a moment she wanted to cry. But then she saw the sexy nude man crawling to the foot of the bed. He lifted one of her thighs in each arm and slid his hands under her ass, cupping it.
    Then his head descended between her thighs. And that tongue was even better than she had imagined.
    Marcy gritted her teeth to keep from screaming. Her fingers went to the back of his head, pulling his hair as she held his head in place.
    He spread her lips wide and pointed his tongue, working in hard

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