Married Man Cheated With Cleaning Lady + Her Friend (French Porn)! SNAP-FUCK
Title: “Snap-Fuck in Paris: The Maid, Her Friend & the Cheating Husband”
The sun had barely risen over the cobblestone streets of Paris when the cleaning lady, Rachel, arrived at the penthouse apartment. She had been servicing this suite for months now, and while the work was menial, the eye candy was anything but. The residents were a stunning couple, but it was the husband who caught Rachel’s wandering gaze each time she visited.
Today was an exception though. The wife had left on a sudden business trip, and Rachel found herself alone with the smooth-talking, silver-haired man. As she dusted the shelves and vacuumed the plush carpets, a zap of electricity seemed to crackle in the air each time she brushed past him.
Rachel was no shrinking violet. At 25, she had a fire in her belly and a glint in her eye that screamed “naughty minx”. Her lithe body, showcase in a sheer, low-cut top and tight jeans, caught his attention as they chatted casually. Something shifted in the atmosphere. This was no longer mere flirtation – a tension was building.
Emboldened by a few fingers of absinthe, Rachel propositioned him brazenly. “Une petite baise, monsieur?” she purred, knowing full well what she was suggesting. A “snap-fuck”, as they say in her native Paris.
He accepted her unspoken offer with a devilish grin. Ten minutes later, he was balls-deep in her from behind against the kitchen counter, a lascivious streaming of their forbidden tryst commencing.
Rachel’s friend Camille arrived unexpectedly, having received the lewd snapchat footage. She couldn’t resist joining in the wanton debauchery. Soon, the married man was double-stuffed by the two insatiable vixens, groaning with pleasure.
Dizzy with lust, he found himself on his back, legs splayed while a brunette tendrilled his cock with her tongue. The other rode him with wild abandon, head thrown back in ecstasy as she bounced on his shaft. He held her hips as she fucked him, drunk on the spectacle of her perky tits bouncing with each slap of her ass against him.
They swapped, tag-teaming him with unrestrained abandon, one riding him as the other sucked balls and fingered his ass. The maid’s pussy was a slick sheath, clamping down on his cock each time she dropped on it. Her friend was a balls-deep pole-dancer, folding herself nearly in half to hit his prostate with each jab of her hips.
Utterly undone, releasing jets of pearl-hued paint with a throaty groan, they cleaned him with slick licks, totally satiated. Rachel took him into her mouth as Camille slurped at his prone sack. A mirror above showed his cock sliding in and out of the vixen’s collar but not a word was spoken during their mutual completion.
Dressed, Camille blew him a sassy kiss and disappeared out the door, the three knowing looks would be exchanged over the woman’s return. Rachel finished her chores, pocketing a hefty wad of French Francs in a private tip for services rendered. She’d be back next week, but he’d be ready to redeem their video for a repeat viewing, no doubt. The married man’s guilty pleasures had only just begun.
