The Rituals of Thelema Ch. 03

Between the elevator and the salon door I shed the gown and have my strides unfastened and dropping. Stepping out of them as I push open the door I see the target, still strapped tight and secure to the whipping stool is the new maid arching her back and spreading her ass wide in response to my arrival. Drawing two fingers through her sticky vulva I transfer the mucous to her pursing asshole coating the exterior first then sliding the digits knuckle deep. She responds perfectly, pushing back as far as possible and growling like a feline on heat ready for mounting. Cock-head against sphincter I calm a little, suck in oxygen and thrust, impale her balls deep in one fluid motion and perfectly she squirts acquiescence as my thighs slap against her rump.