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22. Sixty-Seven Percent

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18. Another Template

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Hillsburg: Saved by the Bell

on 2015-04-06 21:36:13

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"Please relax, monsieur," Yvette whispered, her red lips inches from David's ear. The maid's smell was intoxicating- was she wearing perfume?- her touch on his cock was electric. "Relax, an' enjoy."

Desperately, David tried to focus. He had to help Yvette and Yvonne, but the sensations the maid was giving him made it difficult to focus on just what that entailed. Especially if it meant stopping the fun. David looked up, staring at the curvaceous figure leaning over him. Yvette's breasts hung over him, peaking out of the low hem of her bodice. David couldn't help but notice the freckles along the edge of the maid's cleavage, drawing further attention to her sizable assets.

The maid's hand beneath David's pants was working in expert, firm strokes. Yvette clearly knew what she was doing, and David found himself enjoying her handiwork more and more. A tickle to the head here, then a tight pull down the shaft, pause at the base to tickle to balls, then back up to the head. David was in heaven, and any protests he had died in his throat under Yvette's touch.

Yvette was grinning from ear to ear, clearly proud of bringing her master pleasure. "I am glad to see monsieur so 'appy," she cooed. Her face was beginning to shift beneath its coating of makeup. Her lips grew into a cute bow, her nose shrank to a button. Her cheeks gained a smattering of freckles to match those on her tits. David couldn't help but realize how lovely Yvette was becoming, and how a growing part of him wanted that. All resistance melted away, and he allowed the maid to do her job.

"Let us get zese pesky pants out of ze way, non?" Yvette said, reaching down to unzip the front of David's pants. The maid giggled as David's straining cock sprung free, batting against Yvette's palm. She reached down to take a firm grip of the shaft again.

Then the noise of the doorbell rang, causing the maid to stop. "Oh, excusez-moi, monsieur!" Yvette said, bolting upright. "I 'ad entirely forgotten you were 'aving guests today!" Hastily getting to her feet, Yvette took a moment to straighten out her uniform. Coming down from his deep sense of arousal, David noticed the maid's hair was curlier than it was a moment before, and starting to take on a reddish hue.

As the maid clicked out to the entryway, David stayed where he was, paralyzed by confusion and arousal. Yvette had gone so far, and he had let her! He truly wanted to help his family, but it was so hard to do so when they were being replaced by such a delightful fantasy. A part of him wanted what Yvette was doing, and a part of him still wanted her to do it.

No! He had to focus, he had to get back Yvette and Yvonne to who they were before. Getting up from his prone position, David pushed himself off the back of an armchair, trying to collect himself. That was when a soft hand took a hold of David's still exposed, still erect cock, and a pair of large breasts pressed into David from behind. "Monsieur David~" said a voice behind him.




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