With the head maid settled, the two maids by Cassius's side, filled with a playful and sisterly camaraderie, didn't hesitate to vie for the next turn.
Their hands reached for his cock simultaneously, each trying to claim it for herself, their laughter mingling with the soft, playful sounds of their struggle.
"Oh, I want my turn too!" Cooed one in a teasing tone, lightly tugging at him as she laughed.
"Not so fast—My turn is coming up next!" The other retorted, her voice rising in a soft, sultry giggle as they both tried to secure their position.
Their movements were gentle yet determined, a friendly rivalry that was as affectionate as it was competitive.
From a discreet corner of the room, the older maids observed the scene with a blend of bemusement and wistful nostalgia.
One older maid sighed, a half-scold in her tone as she murmured. "Oh dear, must we always be so unruly in front of Master? We're supposed to maintain our dignity."
