My boss’s son seduces me and his father surprises us fucking in the kitchen Kourtney Love

The steamy scene unfolds in the lavish kitchen of a sprawling estate. Kourtney Love, the nubile Colombian maid, is bent over the gleaming marble countertop, her pert behind barely concealed by the skimpy maid uniform. Until recently, she had been content with her dutiful role, but the sultry heat and the intoxicating scent of freshly baked bread had stirred something primal within her.

That’s when Javier, the Anthony Keidis look-alike stepson of her employer, swaggered into the kitchen. His piercing gaze raked over Kourtney’s shapely figure, lingering on the tantalizing swell of her bodacious breasts.

Javier sauntered up behind her, so close that Kourtney could feel the heat radiating from his virile body. His calluses grazed her arm as he reached for a muffin from the tray, sending electrifying sparks through herskin.

“Are you trying to steal my muffins, young man?” Kourtney purred, cranking her neck to flash Javier a coquettish glance over her shoulder.

Javier chuckled low in his throat, the sound a heady rumble. “Just admiring the goods, baby. One delectable morsel deserves appreciation.”

Slowly, tantalizingly, Javier trailed a hand up Kourtney’s side, his fingers dipping into the tantalizing valley between her breasts. Kourtney’s head swam with desire, her lips parting as she panted softly.

“J-Javier,” she breathed, his name a husky plea on her lips. “What are you doing? Your father—”

“Fuck him,” Javier growled, palming the full weight of Kourtney’s heavy breast. “I’ve wanted you since the moment you walked through that door, pendeja. This body was made for sin.”

With a wicked grin, Javier spun Kourtney to face him. Their lips crashed together in a searing kiss, all tongue and teeth. Kourtney moaned into his mouth, her fingers curled around the belt loops of his jeans, anchoring him to her.

Javier’s hand whipped down, smacking Kourtney’s jiggling ass. She yelped, the sharp sting quickly blossoming into scorching pleasure. His fingers found the plump invitation of her pussy, sinking two digits knuckle-deep into her silken heat.

“Mmmff, you’re so wet for me already,” Javier panted, pumping his fingers rapidly. “Fucking dripping, baby.”

Kourtney arched against him, waves of ecstasy crashing over her. Her hips gyrated shamelessly as Javier fucked her with his hand, the obscene squelch of her juices echoing through the kitchen. The knowledge that his father could discover them at any moment only heightened her shameful arousal.

Without warning, Javier extracted his fingers and spun Kourtney back around. He yanked her skirt up, exposing the rounded globe of her ass. His palm cracked against her cheek again, leaving a vivid red print.

“Pinche puta,” he snarled, giving her pussy a vicious slap. “You love this, don’t you? Being used like a common whore?”

“Yes, Daddy!” Kourtney wailed. “I’m your little cock-sleeve, yours to ruin!”

As if on cue, Javier’s girthy cock sprung free. He pressed the swollen head to Kourtney’s slick entrance, prying her open. She keened, clutching the counter for dear life as Javier split her in one brutal thrust.

“Mierda, you’re so tight,” Javier groaned, grinding balls-deep. “Funinga esta concha tan rica, papi.”

Kourtney babbled incoherently, impaled on Javier’s beefy shaft. He ploughed into her viciously, her plush tits swaying in time with his wild pistoning. The wet, sluttish sounds of their coupling filled the kitchen, Kourtney’s lewd pleading music to Javier’s ears.

Just as Javier angled for her G-spot, a strangled gasp sounded from the doorway. Kourtney’s eyes flew open, meeting the shocked gaze of Javier’s father. The older man looked like he’d seen a ghost, his eyes bugging from their sockets.

“Papi!” Javier roared. “Come see how your little maid milks my cock. Ain’t she a good little fucktoy?”

Kourtney opened her mouth to protest, but Javier’s lustrous hips punched the breath from her lungs. Snarling, his father stormed over and seized a fistful of Kourtney’s hair, cranking her head back.

“Putting on a show for the whole family now, you filthy slut?” he spat. “Spread your legs and take it!”

Wailing, Kourtney did as she was told. The two men took her violently, plundering her holes with ruthless fervor. She screamed and shook, her mind shattering under the hefty pounding.

“Cumming, cumming!” Javier bellowed. Thick ropes of semen painted Kourtney’s face and chest.

Simultaneously, her lover’s father hilted, throbbing as he pumped her full to the brim. Kourtney spasmed through her own explosive climax, her vision purpled out at the edges.

As she floated back down, Kourtney realized they hadn’t finished with her yet. The father tugged her head back, cock in hand, smearing Javier’s cum across her face. Kourtney obediently opened wide, nursing his shaft until it spilled down her gullet.

Shaky and disoriented, Kourtney was abruptly released. She collapsed forward, landing on the cold stone floor in a puddle of her own juices. Disgusted and exhilarated, she watched the two men saunter from the room, leaving her broken and used.

For now, the kitchen was hers to clean, and oh, how she’d earned every cent of her astronomical pay. But next time, maybe she’d have the nerve to seduce the cum-happy idiots themselves. The world was her fucking oyster, after all.