Unlocking My Private Locker: The Day I Dominated the Maid
I unlock my Private Locker. Heart pounding. This secret’s been locked away too long. The thrill hits hard—sharing it feels like electric exposure. No holding back now. Morning light filters in. Door creaks. Émilie enters, my tender maid. She pulls the covers off my naked body. Her soft palms knead my back. I purr. Curiosity…