The maid's movements were soft and sensual, like flowers and beauty carved from the soft and sticky earth. Her hips jerked as she walked, then her soft and attractive shoulders seemed to sway.
The softness of the strands of hair was still stored in a strong bond, like flower stalks put together. Then the pounding of the heartbeat, behind the surge of feelings that soared.
Saderus looked at the beauty with mesmerizing eyes. His eyes traced the figure of the maidservant, from her perfectly sculpted face, eyes that swept like the most violent and thrilling storm. Then his gaze roamed the woman's slender neck, which seemed to be looking up and giving him an opening to send out a seductive gaze.
The shock at some points was challenging, as well as the perfect density behind a few buttons on the shirt. The skimpy skirt features smooth and radiant skin, which demanded full attention.
