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Lost in petroleum clouds of pure pleasure, Nicola grabbed his hips and pounded deep into him, thrusting harder and faster as he crushed his beloved's lid onto his straining cock, flattening his hard flesh against the glass to dangerous levels. Pussy level with his eyeline (and oh, how he wanted to push his face into her folds and flaps!), she spread her buttcheeks, slowly lowering her bum onto the purple glass cock, letting it fill her up and putting her shaven pussy right on top of Bob's shaking hand. She kicked her legs out in front of her, and smooshed her pussy onto the spunky lubed glass, Bob's shaking hand still holding the base of the dildo (it never occurred to him that Nicola's activity could have smashed his beloved's glass face if he let go).
As the doors slid shut Mr. Smith turned to me, his usual smirk on his face, his hands on his belt buckle. I swallowed another mouthful of piss, and another, all while keeping one eye on the lit numbers above the elevator door. I nodded a little too vigorously this time, his piss hit my chin and dribbled onto my full breasts before I recovered and was able to line my mouth back up with his stream. He took a step closer as he finished peeing, his weaker stream of urine meant he needed to get a little closer to make sure it landed in my mouth.
The one small challenge I had was at the end of the day when I had a meeting with Bob and Val. It was all business, and Val was dressed quite conservatively, but as Bob went on about the need to keep travel expenses down for the quarter, Val took her bare foot out of one shoe and started to stretch her toes. I couldn't resist looking down at her feet and I saw that she had casually taken one foot out of her flip flop and pointed it up at me. As I finished my spurts and breathed heavily on to her foot, I looked up at Jenny's angelic face and we both knew she would be the boss from now on.
Between Gibson slamming into her pussy and Lewis fingering her ass, Marcy could no longer hold back. The girl bent over the desk, her ass in the air, and Mr. Lewis pointed his cock at her pussy. Lewis told Gibson that Marcy had a very tight ass and he might like to play with it. As Gibson inserted another finger into Marcy's ass he could feel Lewis pumping in and out of her. Then she saw the girl look at Mr. Gibson and say, "I want your cock in my pussy. Running out of his office, Mr. Gibson saw Ava with one hand up her pussy and one up her ass riding them both as she came over and over again.
"Soon, please soon" she gasped, wriggling on my cock, twisting herself against me as we fucked like crazy, I was grunting and groaning as I felt myself build towards my orgasm, I screwed her harder and faster, sweat running down my body, dripping onto her rounded bottom as I leant forward over her arse, she was frantically fingering her clit now, balancing herself on the edge of her own orgasm, waiting for me and as I gulped in a huge lungful of air, to expel it in an animal cry as I exploded inside her, she tipped herself over the edge and shrieked as she came on my cock.
"Oh, we'll be able to have fun alright, Trent, just like we do right now." And with that she slid her hand down his pants and took a hold of his flaccid cock, which quickly began to warm and stiffen. I'm going to give it to you now - I'm going to knock you up babe!" With that, and a low insistent growl, he slammed his cock all the way up into her and let loose, his prostate and balls pumping out his hot creamy spunk into her dark wet crevasse. Trent licked his lips and thought about running his hands down her taut belly and around her hips to grab onto her cute pert ass.
This I know, for whenever I walk into his office, my stockinged thighs swishing beneath my pinstriped micromini skirt and causing minute electric sparks from with every stiletto-sharp motion forward -- I hear him roll out his desk drawer and fumble for the lotion. My head swimming, preoccupied with failed romances and aborted dreams, I've plunged too far beneath the surface of my private ocean to hear him asking me to fetch him another tube of lotion. "Make it a daily handjob with lotion from the dollar store, and you sitting on my desk with your copper legs spread wide so I can see those big white panties, while I beat off to completion -- and it's a deal.
"Rick-I can't take this ache- suck my milk." Jasma moaned, and she began to pant and stroke my prick with renewed vigor. "You see, Jaycee needs someone to relieve her tit-milk, too." At this, Jasma squirted her nipple directly onto my cock. I was drowning in sweet tit milk, and it splashed greedily down the front of my shirt and onto my pants as I suckled and gurgled on Jasma's 19 year old sister. Now Jasma was so excited she scooted in front of her sister, and facing her, began to suck on Jaycee's enormous brown udders. I reached through the window and squirted Jasma's tit milk all over the front of Jaycee, which only caused Jasma to suck harder on her sister's fat tits.
She opened her legs very wide, to allow me to see both her index fingers, pressing herself firmly but gently , the palms of her hands resting on the inside of her thighs. "How do you like my legs now, Charles?" she asked, placing both her fingers over mine and pressing them gently but firmly into her cotton-covered crotch. Louise gently pulled my hands away from between her legs, and re-introduced them to the smooth skin of her inner thighs. You'll never be able to see a pretty girl with a short skirt and not think about stroking my long sexy bare legs! I could think of nothing else but those beautiful long smooth bare legs for the next two days.
"What the hell are you talking about?" Morgan asked looking at me and then saw what I was looking down at, took her fingers, spread her legs a little bit further apart and felt her crotch. "I think I'm going to let my maxi pad in my panties a hell of a lot long than I usually do and really make it a bloody mess," Morgan said thinking up a good scheme. "Before we set up the tent I better change into those old shorts I was telling you about," Morgan said. "Do you want to try making the inside of the tent as hot as this fire?" Morgan laughed. "You really love the odor of my bloody, stinky pussy?" Morgan asked half laughing.
And she stood over me, her in her white blouse and beige skirt, me naked with a stupid smile and a startled hard-on, and appraised me with hungry green eyes while she caught her breath and her breasts heaved. Her breasts pushed against my legs and she took my prick in her hand, all the time her green eyes locked on mine. Her mouth was hot and her lips held me tight and her tongue worked all over and she sucked me hard, wetly fucking my prick with her mouth, her hand wanking in time. I opened my eyes and looked down into her green eyes, glowing with mischief, and lips shiny with my cum and a full mouth.
Mr. Gibson plopped her onto his desk and continued to run his hands over her legs. She felt his hot, most mouth through the hose as his tongue worked her toes just as if they were her clit. He wanted Marcy to get under his desk and give him a blow job during the meeting. Mr. Gibson stood and shook his hand, taking care to hide his throbbing cock pressing against his pants. She swallowed the full length of him, pulling back slowly, leaving just the tip of his cock in her mouth, running her tongue around the width. The two men were done with their meeting and out of instinct, Mr. Gibson rose to shake hands with Mr. Lewis. Marcy tried to act professional and shake Mr. Lewis' hand.
Thinking I could just sneak to my desk, I blend in with the crowd and with 007 music playing in my head, I was determined to get busy and finish all of my work before anyone noticed, but then I hear this grim voice, "Ms. McCLain." I hear the door open and Mr. Sanders looks up as if conducting usual business while he continues to spank me. I hear the man leave as I continue to get spanked, this time the door remains open. I let out a breath of relief and I go to grab my slacks and he asks, "Ms. McClain, are those panties dress code?"
We left the office together and I gave her a brief tour, describing her mundane daily duties, and occasionally letting my hand linger on her shoulder or the small of her back. As I showered that morning, I realized that I was looking forward to going to work that day more than I had in years. Jack." Tracy bit her lip and sat down again as I went in to my office. I went out to her desk, removing my suit jacket, and handed it to her. She turned her head to look at me and placed her hands over mine on her shoulders. I contemplated jacking off at my desk, but not five minutes later there came a knock at the door.
As I finish kissing your feet you pet my head and say, "Good boy but now you must sleep on the floor little piggy with no squealing while I sleep in this nice big bed." Now here it is six hours later and I'm beginning my chores list. She explains that her taste in older men is because they tend to have the ability along with the desire to do anything to please her which includes buying expensive gifts for her, taking her on exotic vacations, providing her with high dollars for weekly allowances, and they also are experts at giving her good orgasms by eating out her pussy, taking her strap-on up their asses and getting a thorough fucking, cleaning her boots, eating her cigarette or cigar ashes, and just being submissive to all her sexual needs.
"Oh, we'll be able to have fun alright, Trent, just like we do right now." And with that she slid her hand down his pants and took a hold of his flaccid cock, which quickly began to warm and stiffen. "No, Trent, I want your babies." She breathed it into his ear and something triggered inside of him, some primal urge to procreate and spread his seed, and he grew dark with desire and need. Trent licked his lips and thought about running his hands down her taut belly and around her hips to grab onto her cute little ass.
Morgan hurriedly picked the paper up, walked out of the office leaving me wanting to masturbate right away. I suddenly thought about her big pussy pad nestled in her panties and worked my right hand slowly down her side to the middle of her crotch. "You really wanted to play with my big cunt even though you know darn well I'm on the rag right now," Morgan said with a very puzzled look on her face. "Why should your bloody pussy stop me from wanting it so bad?" I asked rubbing it through the pad. Morgan began kissing me wildly, squeezing my cock with her pussy mussles making feel like I was going to cum in seconds.
The morning rush had already been hectic, and squeezing through a throng of people equally hell bent on making the same train, to the same station, at the same time; Amy Lynn Steele felt glad to just have a seat as she plunked herself down on the hard plastic and watched the outskirts of Boston zip past. Deep down inside Amy knew her high heels were not bothering her any more than normal, but as she got off the train and walked the two blocks to her office building, kicking off her shoes and going barefoot for the day began to sound appealing. After looking around the lobby one more time, Amy felt secure enough to slip her hand up under her skirt, find the hemline of her pantyhose and pulled them quickly down her legs.
"I'll tell you what...if you can stay extremely quiet while I finger you, I'll give you the best oral sex you've ever had," said Jake, reveling in the amount of control he had over her. Jessica was a very sexual person and loved to make noise, so staying perfectly quiet while her tight little pussy got finger fucked was extremely hard. However, she somehow managed to stay quiet and like Jake had promised, he slid his fingers out of her dripping wet cunt and lowered his warm moist mouth to her completely sopping pussy. Jessica stood up to put her clothes back on, and with a smile said, "Good, does this mean I get to keep my job?" He nodded enthusiastically as he watched her get dressed and leave his office.
I think you can convince Mr. Sanders to let me have the client," Mr. Smith said. "Thank you sir for letting me rim you today," I said and moved down to his asshole again. "You're such a greedy little whore," he said, tilting the camera to get a good view of me licking his asshole a few times before resuming my tongue fucking. I shoved my tongue into his ass, locked my lips against his pucker, looked square into the camera, and began fingering myself. "Thank you for letting me give you a rim job, sir," I said to the camera before he stopped filming, licking my lips in the process.
When the elevator doors opened to our office, Jenny was the first thing I saw, casually bent the receptionist's high desk, chatting with her. Both girls both looked up at me and smiled as they said good morning, and I simply nodded and walked quickly to my office. "Now Rick, tell Val that this is not appropriate for the office" she stifled a laugh as she pointed at Val's ass, wrapped so tight in white yoga pants that you could imagine she was wearing nothing at all to cover her pert little bottom. She smiled sweetly up at me and said "Ohhh...you're such a sweetie, thanks!" I felt a sort of pride in pleasing her like this and she started to talk to me at length for the first time, telling me something about her first days and what she had learned.
So of course she was going to seduce him, if she could worm her way into his life she might be able to keep some, if not all, of her old lifestyle, but she had her back to the wall and wasn't used to being in this sort of situation, however she took comfort from the fact that she'd never failed with a man yet so had high hopes of salvaging something from this disaster. As she ground herself hard against his mouth she put her head back and groaned and moaned in ecstasy as her new slave licked and sucked her; everything was back as it should be, her position and power restored, and her new slave was much younger than the old one had been, she was going to enjoy breaking him to her will and using him to satisfy her needs!
I grab the back of your neck with one hand, and lean in and tell you "you have been a naughty girl." I push you down and bend you over the desk and pull your skirt up to expose your lovely ass. I ask you sternly, "Do you know why you deserved that?" You say "Yes Sir, for teasing you." My only response is "Good girl." I grab your ass cheeks and spread them apart and slide into your already dripping pussy. I feel your pussy contract around my cock as you cum, and it feels so good, but it makes it hard to slide in and out of you. It feels so good, and I can feel your pussy pulsing as if you are trying to milk my cock.
But I needed to be in control, so I grabbed her head and buried my cock in her throat, driving it in so hard that her head banged against the underside of the desk. When I was close to cumming I slowed my thrusts and, sensing my needs like a good slut, she changed her own pace and started licking my shaft slowly and lasciviously, then moved down to tickle my balls with her talented tongue. With difficulty I pulled my cock from her needy mouth and laid her head down on the desk, lolling part way over the edge. As my breath gradually returned to normal I watched as the huge load I had just deposited began to dribble from my slut's red, well-fucked, gaping cunt, pooling on my desk as she shuddered over and over.