"Let's go, Sir," Maya said as she started walking, her thick, juicy ass swaying in her saree. The soft fabric clung to every heavy curve of her hips and cheeks with each step. The way the material shifted over her full backside made it impossible to look away.
I slapped her ass once as I loved how it jiggled. My palm landed firmly against the soft, thick flesh. The heavy cheek bounced under the thin saree, the impact sending a visible ripple through the mature curve. The sound of the slap was soft but clear in the quiet apartment.
"Sir… you are really naughty," Maya said, glancing back at me, her cheeks turning pink. A shy, heated smile touched her lips even as her face flushed. She didn't stop walking or pull away. If anything, the sway of her hips became a little more deliberate, as if she wanted me to do it again.
