‘As a maid I’m helping my Master Mr. Frye with shaving. Our faces are so close. I look into his eyes and blush. I cry out when he suddenly lifts me on the bathroom table. He kisses me, razor falls on the floor as I hug him by the neck, pulling him closer. I melt in his arms, wet and ready. He spreads my legs, undos his belt and teases me with the head of his cock. “Mr. Frye, please, please.” He smiles “So needy, luv.” Finally, he enters me. It’s so good that by the end I can’t even remember my name.’