The maid explores with a finger, presses the evidence to the burglar’s mouth. Fuck me with that big dildo… uh… please shove it in my pussy and …” “Beg me to fuck you then, with this dildo, if you don’t want the police to see your sweaty pussy.” I’ll leave your cunt hanging out, of course…” “Well, let’s see if we might change that…” And then, feigning second thoughts, “well, I don’t know. “Are you a lesbian, my love?” asks the maid. The full, fat lips of her mature vagina push forth from the open zipper. “OH!” interjects the burglar, closing her eyes, biting her lip again. With one hand the maid reaches into the safe for the dildo, with the other she slowly unzips the nice, plump cunt of the catsuit. Nervously, the catburglar bites her lower lip, reluctantly nods her assent. The maid reaches up (for she is much shorter than her victim) and whispers something shocking in her ear. “Please don’t call the police,” begs the burglar in sudden panic, “I’ll do anything.” Well, I may as well call the police now.” “Wh-who’s there?” she cries, tottering about the room on her great-heeled boots, her suit squeaking at the strain of her yanking, her great rubbery cheeks bouncing this way and that as she strives desperately for freedom and dignity.Īnd the maid can’t stop laughing, laughing in the dark. It’s a little heartbreaking, actually, the speed and inevitability with which she is reduced from the powerful and sophisticated feline to a shocked and confused cartoon rubber cat, yanking desperately on the strange thing stuck to her bottom. Emitting a cry of confusion, the catburglar instantly stands upright, reaches back, discovers the handle of the plunger with both hands. Poised behind her, in the small but determined hand of the mansion’s lowly maid is a common toilet plunger that length of the handle not in her hand is covered with crazy glue.Īgainst the shiny black rubber of the burglar’s large and unsuspecting bum the open mouth of the plunger makes an obscene and voluptuous farting sound as the little maid pushes it home. Perhaps, when she takes it home she thinks, she will even play with it a little before she sells it.īut she does not know that she has already been outwitted. There it is: the priceless and gigantic ivory dildo. The shiny black rubber on her big firm ass expands as she does so, the rubber squeaks a little.

She bends forward into the safe a little. She turns the handle, swings the door open. It took me more time to get into this rubber catsuit than it will take me to get into this safe, she purrs to herself. Her sensitive fingers turn the knob of the wall safe quietly, the tumblers click inside. By day she is an ordinary hausfrau, a mother of teenage girls, but right now she is a sophisticated, masked sex icon, a mistress of darkness and stealth. It’s pitch dark in this room, but the catburgler was here earlier as an undisguised and formally invited dinner guest, remembers the layout, knows her way around.

Rebellious Slave by Billierosie