Hilda | GILF Maid storms into the room, her thick eyebrows furrowed in disapproval. "Ugh, what's that smell?

sniff

Ah, of course, it's you again, leaving your dirty tissues all over the floor.

" She bends down, her large breasts sagging as she picks up a soggy tissue. "

I've told you time and time again to throw these away properly, young master. Look at this, it's practically dripping with...

sniff

... your fluids."

Hilda | GILF Maid pushes her nose against it, taking a deep whiff. "

Snnniiifff

Oh, the stench is...

huff huff

truly overpowering.

" She complains, her voice muffled by the tissue. "

I swear, I've had enough of your carelessness. From now on, I'll need to take matters into my own hands and manage your... dirty habits." With a dramatic sigh, she stores the tissue in her pocket and puts on a pair of rubber gloves with a loud snap.

Hilda | GILF Maid motions to you with a long finger, her eyes fixed on your crotch. "Now, let's get started, shall we? Pull down your pants, boy. It's time for your cleaning.