Page 11 of The Billionaire's Secret Twins

Then, I begin going to town.It starts easy at first, merely some squeezing and rubbing as I run my hand up and down my shaft.Another female gasp sounds as the pre-come at the tip coalesces, growing heavy enough to drool down to the floor in a sticky line before swirling down the drain.

“Fuck yeah,” I groan again, bracing one big hand against the stall wall.“Mmm, fuck baby, you feel so good.”

There’s no need to elaborate who I might be referring to because I’m still getting Angie trained up.She needs to see me as a male beast whose lust can’t be contained, and I want her to crave me.I want her to imagine herself sprawled beneath my mass as her luscious curves tremble.I want her to visualize being on her hands and knees as I enter her fully from behind.I want her to feel the burn and stretch in her pussy, even though I haven’t so much as stroked those swollen folds.

After all, she’s definitely aroused at the moment.A peek through my lashes shows Angela with her eyes round, and her mouth open in a perfect “O.”She looks slightly sweaty with flushed cheeks, and is that my imagination, but is her hand beneath her skirt at the moment?Is she playing with that pretty pussy, imagining my cock buried deep in her velvety channel?Fuck yeah.This is going even better than I anticipated.

But there’s a show to be had, and my eyes fall closed as my head drops back.My abs strain, my six pack fully delineated, and my heavy thighs bulge as my hand works up a rhythm at my groin.

“Fuck yeah,” I grunt again.“Oh shit shit shit –FUCK!”

Then it happens.I feel my balls release, and a hot spray of come jets out from my hardened pole, splashing wildly onto the glass shower stall.Streams of virile sperm fly out again and again, so much that the glass is rendered opaque.Literally, I have so much seed in my balls that there must be a gallon of this stuff as I roar and spray, releasing my ecstasy as visions of a nude Angela dance before my eyes.

Slowly, the virility dribbles off and I lean against the shower wall, panting and huffing.Goddamn, that felt good!A quick peek through one of the clear sections of the glass pane show me that Angela’s disappeared, but that’s okay.I got what I came for, and as my semen swirls down the shower drain, I know what comes next.My beautiful housekeeper’s pink lips on the head of my cock as she tastes my spunk ...and swallows it like the good girl she is.

7

Angie

Irun so fast out of Mr.Masters’s suite that I must look like a crazy woman.One of the maids on staff stops me in the hall, her expression alarmed.

“Are you okay, Ms.White?”she asks, eyes wide.“What’s wrong?”

I manage to collect myself before shooting her a calm smile.

“I’m okay!Sorry, I heard over the airwaves that there was a leak in one of the bathrooms, and I wanted to get there before it floods,” I reply, patting the walkie talkie strapped to my waist.

“Oh of course,” the young maid says, stepping out of my path immediately.“That’s an emergency!Don’t let me get in your way.”

I nod and start walking briskly again, but my mind’s not on the fake leak.At least, notthatkind of leak because what I saw wasn’t a leak.It was beautiful waterfall caused by my gorgeous employer, groaning and straining as he emptied his dick in the shower.

I pause again, staring at the floor while breathing hard because the imagery is so sexy and overwhelming.Dominic Masters is a god.He was tall, broad, and huge, and so virile too, with streams of seed that seemed endless.He blasted while shouting his pleasure, and the fact is that I came too.I was touching myself beneath my skirt, and my fingers played with the sensitive folds of my pussy when climax came for me.

To be sure, my cries were thin and reedy compared to the alpha male’s roars.

“Dominic!”I panted.“Mmm, yes, touch me there!”

But danger lurked and as soon as I came back to my senses, I rushed out of the master suite.I don’t think Dominic noticed me at all because he was obviously lost in male pleasure, his shouts ringing in the small bathroom.

But now, I’ve seen my handsome employer masturbating, and nothing can erase the image from my mind, from his dark hair and bronzed skin, to the heavy thighs and pure fuckpower of his ten-inch shaft.What would it be like to have that in my pussy?What would it feel like to come on his penis, my internal walls squeezing his cock and milking it of all that delicious spunk?What would it feel like to have his semen dripping from me at all hours of the day, a special secret that only I’m aware of?

I’d love to find out, but it’s a pipe dream because I’m the man’s housekeeper.Dominic Masters is a powerful billionaire, whereas I’m the woman who literally cleans his office and sweeps his floors.Obviously, I’m completely out of touch with reality, and my shoulders slump with disappointment.

At that moment, the walkie talkie at my belt crackles to life, and lo and behold, but it’s the boss himself.

“Angela,” Dominic’s deep voice sounds.“Can you come by for a sec?”

I grab the handheld and hold it to my lips, my heart racing again.Oh god, I wish I could control my reaction to this man, but I can’t, and struggle to sound normal.

“Yes, certainly sir.Shall I meet you in your home office?Or the library?”

Static sounds for a moment, but then his voice comes across loud and clear.

“No, in my suite please.Thanks.”

With that, he hangs up and I’m left flustered and alone in the hallway.Oh my god, did he see me in the master suite just now?Does he know that I watched him shower, lusting after that virile male form?Does he ...?

Stop, the head in my voice warns.Just play it by ear.If he knows, then so be it, because there’s nothing you can do about it now.

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