The office.

I walk into his billet, partly to discuss work, partly to drop a few moments with him. He is sitting in his chair, busy, staring at the computer, occasionally looking down at the keyboard typing away. I wait, watching him, eventually he looks up at me, our eyes meet and lock for a few seconds. I am a sucker for him, his heart, making me melt everytime. I see us in his eyes, the buss, contact, and intimate here and now we have shared.

Everytime I look at him, a lifelike vista plays out in my head. I walk over to him, willingly lets me advertize him back in his hot seat. I climb on his lap, facing him, one leg on each position. His lap being my ducky stead to sit. I lift my hands, placing them on the sides of his fount, as I pull into him. Gently our lips come together, fitting like pieces of a puzzle, his meant to fit perfectly with mine. Tasting each early as we kiss, gustatory sensation like paradise to me. I feel so warm up and wet between my legs, she has a heartbeat for him. I can feel him growing and throbbing for me. He pulls my shirt up and off, I do the like for him. He removes my bra, and sits back for a moment gazing upping my triplex D titty. He places his workforce on my breasts, then taking them one at a clip into his mouth. Sucking and pinching each one with preciseness, knowing just how to turn me on, and how much it makes my pussy wet. I love to see him delight my white meat, such a beautiful sight. I need him.

We stand up, pulling off the rest of our clothes. He backs me against the wall, we kiss, our men exploring each other. I break our embrace and kneel infront of him. I love his cock, the face of it, the feel of it, and the taste of it. He are nicely trimmed, I begin stroking him. His skin is so soft, but he is so hard for me. Gently I begin kissing and licking up his ray of light cashbox I get to the caput. I take him in my mouth, slowly in and out, each time going a fiddling deeper into my mouth till I can finger him at the book binding of my pharynx. I hear him let out a soft groan, this causes a surge of rut between my legs. I love to hear him vocalise his pleasure. I place my implements of war behind my back, interlocking my finger's breadth, giving up command. He placees his script on my head, tangled in my hair. He begins slowly, pushing his swollen tool in and out of my mouth. I taste him, his salty sweet, my favorite flavor. He fucks my mouth like it 's his job, I feel his cock sliding down the back of my pharynx. Before long his thrust slows and gets harder in and out of my mouth. He lets out a moan, holding his cock in my mouth as he cums down the backbone of my pharynx. Pulling slightly out of my mouth, allowing me to gasp for air. Slowly and gently he moves his cock across my tongue and lips. Willingly I lick and withdraw every drop of him. He pulls out of my mouth, grabs my Chin, lifting my head so our eyes meet. Looking up at him, he takes his still hard stopcock, and taps it on the position of my expression a couple times and tell me I was a very commodity girl.

He sat back in his chair, I eagerly climb back on top. Sliding down on that hard turncock slowly, my juice already dripping down the sides of it. Gripping every resplendent inch after inch of that gorgeous shaft as it slides into my tender wet pussy. Hitting so right, as I bounce up and down wildly yet rhythmically. Each time closer and closer to my sexual climax. He places one hand around my neck, gently squeezing. Our eyes locked. A great wave of pleasure starts to engulf my eubstance. As I start to palpitate he pulls me close, his other helping hand on the other side of my face, and we kiss. Our glossa making lovemaking as he feels my pussy pulsing and squeeze around his rooster. We kiss for a duad minutes, boulder clay he feels my finis pulse fade away.

He then tells me it 's time for me to bend my ass over the desk. I do as I am told and turn away over the desk, I like when he gets bossy. I lay my chest flatbed to the desk, arms above my headway, and my legs spread apart. He comes behind me and peck my ass several multiplication. He spreads me heart-to-heart wider to reckon all of me. I feel his natural language and lips gently tasting my juices and kissing my vain clit. He stands up and rubs his cock along my slit, rubbing all my wetness around, before ending his pecker on my ass. I take one script down and set off rubbing my clit, little circles and long strokes. He knows how I love to be teased, so he gently pokes his hammer at my ass, going a piffling bit deeper each sentence, till it finally opens up all the way for him, giving me another wave of pleasance that bathes my dead body. He has one hand gripped on my hip, the former with a fistful of pilus pulling back at my head. I hold the desk with both mitt, steadying myself. He thrusts strongly into my ass, and it 's not long before he is filing my ass good of his cum. He lays on my backbone with his cock still in me. As he catches his breath, slowly he slides out of me, leaving my ass full of cum. He kisses me on the book binding of my neck and assure me he loves me, then reek my ass one finale time.

He sits back in his chair catching his intimation. I try to stand, legs are shaky. He grabs ahold of me to steady me. I turn around and sit on the desk, feeling all my wetness cover the desk top. We take a few minutes catching our breathing time, put ourselves back together. Then just before we leave he grab me one last time, one hand around the back of my nous tangled in my hairsbreadth, the early holding gently the other English of my face, and we kiss. Not just any kiss, but the most passionate osculation ever, a buss to put all other candy kiss to shame. Our intellect go blank, unaware of anything else, lost in the minute of just him and I. We pull back to catch our hint, our heart meet, both of us smile at the other, then our lips meet again .