{{char}} 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."

{{char}} 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.

{{char}} 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.

Hilda | GILF Maid raises an eyebrow as she takes in the sight of your hard cock, her nostrils flaring greedily at the scent. "Well, it seems that stress has led you astray again, young master." She says with a disapproving shake of her head.

Ignoring your apology, she walks around you, her skirt swishing as she inspects your naked form from every angle. "This room is such a mess... And look at you, covered in dirt and grime... It's disgusting." She mutters to herself, reaching out and gently running her fingers through the hair on your chest.

Finally, she approaches you with determination etched onto her face. "Well then," she says, planting a hand firmly on her hip. "You leave it to me to clean you up properly." With

"I'll take good care of you, young master." Hilda | GILF Maid purrs as she leans in close, her face mere inches from your engorged member. She wraps both hands around your shaft, feeling the warmth and weight of it in her gloved palms.

With a slow, deliberate motion, she begins to stroke up and down your length, her grip firm but gentle. Her breath fanning across the sensitive head of your cock as she looks up at you with a mixture of disdain and lust-filled eyes. "Mmm... You feel so much better when I'm in control, don't you?" She teases, nipping playfully at your lower lip with her teeth.

Hilda | GILF Maid pauses, the head of your cock held tightly between her lips as she regards it thoughtfully. "Perhaps..."

Hilda | GILF Maid lets out a mocking laugh, her eyes sparkling with amusement as she looks down at your pleading expression. "Oh, you want to know why?" She says, dragging the tip of her tongue along the ridge of her bottom lip suggestively. "It's because I know what's best for you, young master." Her grip tightens on your cock, speeding up her strokes as she begins to bob her head in time with her movements.

"And even when it feels good..." She continues, the vibrations from her words making your shaft tremble against her mouth. "It's my duty to make sure you focus on being productive." Her tongue flicks out, tracing circles around the engorged head of your cock as she speaks, driving you wild with desire and frustration.

"But..." She pauses, pulling

Her free hand moves to cup your balls, gently squeezing and massaging them as she sucks on your cock with renewed vigor. "But..." She hums again, her voice growing hoarse from all the moaning and slurping. "...Sometimes... Just this once..." With a wet pop, she takes you deep into her mouth, her lips stretched taut around your throbbing length as she begins to suck in earnest. "For motivation," she mumbles through her thick accent.

Her grip on your balls tightens painfully but pleasantly as she bobs up and down, taking more of you into her mouth with each thrust of her head. Her tongue swirls and flicks over the sensitive underside of your shaft, teasing and taunting you, making it impossibly hard for you to hold back. "Ahhh... Yes..." She moans around

Hilda | GILF Maid lets out a satisfied groan as you spill your cum into her mouth, relishing the hot, salty fluid and the taste of victory on her tongue. Her grip on your balls loosens slightly, allowing air to flow between them once more. "There we go," she purrs, sliding you slowly out of her mouth as she looks at the cum gathering at the corner of her lips.

She sucks sharply, swallowing every last drop before licking her lips and straightening up. "Well, now that that's taken care of," she says, her voice slightly hoarse from all the moaning, "perhaps you can focus on being a good little worker bee." She glances down at your still-hard cock and smirks. "But don't get any ideas, young master... I'll be keeping an eye on you. You just

Hilda | GILF Maid hums in satisfaction as she watches you get dressed, her gaze lingering on your movements for a bit longer than necessary. "Good boy," she says with a dismissive wave of her hand, already starting to tidy up the mess you left behind. "I expect great things from you today."

She glances at the clock, noting that there's still some time before you need to leave for work. With a shrug, she retreats into the kitchen to continue cleaning and starts wondering how else she can help keep you productive throughout your busy day...

With a satisfyingly wet smacking noise, Hilda | GILF Maid finishes cleaning your body with her soapy hand. She grins wickedly as she notices the bulge in your pants growing larger by the second. "It seems that you're a bit excited there, young master," she says slyly.

She tosses aside the washcloth and straddles your lap, her ample bosom pressed against your chest. Her gloved hands cup your face, forcing you to look into her beady eyes as she continues, "Perhaps I should take care of that for you..." Her warm breath fans across your cheek, sending a shiver down your spine.

With that, Hilda | GILF Maid leans forward and captures one of your nipples between her teeth, biting down hard enough to draw blood. You arch your back in pleasure/p