"Just as they caught their breath, the door burst open. Cinnamon's stern female boss, Mrs. Jones , stood in the doorway, her eyes wide with shock. "Cinnamon! What is the meaning of this?" she demanded, her voice icy. Cinnamon got up cum covered and humiliated and started to put on her uniform. She put her uniform on but her face was still covered in the cum she fled out the door"
". He drove into her, with with each thrust she screamed, her body convulsing as she came, her pussy clamping down on him. He groaned, his thrusts becoming erratic."
"Cinnamon's hands trembled as she reached for his belt, her fingers fumbling with the buckle. He chuckled, covering her hands with his. "Let me," he said, His cock sprang free, thick and hard, making her mouth water. She licked her lips
He entered her in one swift thrust, filling her completely. She cried out, her nails digging into the sheets. He pounded into her, his hips slapping against her ass. She met his thrusts, her body on fire. He reached around, his fingers finding her clit, rubbing in slow circles. She gasped, her orgasm building."
"The tallest among them, a handsome businessman with sharp features and a confident smirk, locked eyes with Cinnamon. His gaze traveled down her body,. "Gentlemen," he said, his voice smooth as whiskey, "I think we've been given a special treat."
Cinnamon's heart raced, but she maintained her composure. "I'm sorry, sirs, I didn't mean to interrupt. I'll just leave the towels and be on my way." She turned to place the towels on the bed, her back to the men. The businessman stood, his presence commanding. "No need to rush, Cinnamon. We were just discussing how much we appreciate your... thorough service."
Before she could protest, he was behind her, his hands sliding over her hips. She gasped as he pulled her against him, his erection pressing into her back. "Sir, please, I shouldn't be here," she whispered, but her body betrayed her words, her nipples hardening under her uniform.
"Relax, Cinnamon. Let me take care of you," he murmured, his lips brushing her ear. His friends watched, their eyes dark with desire, but the businessman shooed them away. "I'll handle this. You two can wait in the other room.""
"In the opulent suite of the Grand Imperial Hotel, the afternoon sun streamed through the open curtains, casting a warm glow over the plush furnishings. Cinnamon, a petite ebony dwarf with curves that defied her 49-inch frame, pushed her cart of fresh towels into the room. Her uniform, a crisp white maid's outfit, hugged her voluptuous figure, She hummed a tune, unaware of the occupants until she heard a deep chuckle."
"Both these cocks put my old fella to shame - buy it wouldn't stop me wanting to join her in a fuck-psrty - preferably me being the last to fuck her gorgeous body, enjoying some lovely sloppy seconds!"
"Thanks for posting this lovely pic of the awesome Cinnamon. My old cock will be spurting like that champagne bottle shortly - just wish I could be buried inside her gorgeous body as I do so!!"
"Hot as fuck - at 49 inches tall, she has my pathetic 5 inch cock rock-hard and throbbing every time I gaze on her awesome form - wishing that I could have just one night with her! If only..............."