The knob turned. Minne stepped inside—still in her maid outfit and closed the door quietly behind her. She froze when she saw me—naked from the waist up, boxers tented obscenely, cock outlined thick and hard against the fabric.
Her eyes went wide. Then dark. Hungry.
I sat up, shoved the boxers down, and kicked them off. My cock sprang free—bigger than usual, veins standing out, head flushed dark and leaking steadily. The goddess's touch had done something—left me swollen, sensitive, ready to burst.
Minne couldn't look away.
"Remove your clothes," I ordered, voice low and rough. "I'm gonna fuck you, Minne."
"Yes, Master!"
She moved fast, fingers flying to the buttons of her maid dress, peeling it off in seconds. Bra next, black lace falling away to reveal small, perfect breasts, nipples already hard. Panties last—sliding down her thighs, leaving her bare, pussy already glistening.
