" I don't think you get it, " says Henry. He slowly gets behind me, trying to cook it seem like he's not gon na hurt me or do anything to me. I feel the lovingness of his hands against my neck as he brushes my fuzz back, off my shoulders. " When I want something, " he whispers, kissing along my neck with great tender and warmth. " I get it. " Once again I feel his men against me. They wonder down my arms, rubbing them gently as though applying too much joy will hurt me or even fracture me. 
     I felt a spate of angriness go through me then. I wasn't just a thing. I was a'someone.'Who does he think he is ? " I'm not just a'thing'that you can have because you want it, " I snap, shrugging the pleasant warmness of his hands off. " I'm not a trophy. I'm not a thing. And I don't think you're getting how a great deal I hate you. "
       He grasps me firmly by the shank then, gently grinding himself against me, turning me on slowly, somehow knowing I like it when he takes it slow up. His work force once again travel down my branch and then down to my belly, holding me there for what seems like timeless existence. His backtalk skirmish against my hanker neck opening as his fingers undo each clitoris on my shirt. At that second I knew I wasn't going to be capable to get out of this. It was unimaginable to, I realized. What he was making me feel was extraordinary. Something I hadn't quite felt with just any guy in a while. 
     " My head hurts, Mr. Harlan Fisk Stone. I think I should get some r & # 8213 ; " he cuts me off, apparently not caring at all how I feel. 
     " bullshit, " he whispers, biting my earlobe. Exciting me more. Arousing me to the full point that I am not able to withstand. He helps me get out of my coat and button down. " If you have a concern, then what we're about to do is going to make you sense a unscathed lot better, " I feel a sudden rush of hotness go through me. I felt myself throb as the rousing spread throughout me, making me wet and all the more shake up. It was out of the question to ignore the tone he was producing deep within me. It was also impossible not to discover the way his peter kept pressing up against my bum. It felt rather vauntingly and very hard. William Henry's handwriting brush against my plenteous breast, making my teat harden and push up against the thin textile of my linen undershirt. 
       " I've always admired you, " he whispers with attender, slightly feeling up my breast. I take in a shaky breath, leaning up against him involuntarily. My body wanted it, I didn't. Or at least that's what I made myself think.
     " How ? Why ? " I say, my voice raspy, a bit too on edge. 
     " You're a beautiful, fencesitter woman. Any man would be happy to experience you, " he whispers, this time squeezing my breast a bit more hard, as though the situation calls for it. 
       " Mr. Stones, " I moan out, blushing at the enjoyable ache on my breast. He takes the opportunity to slip my tight disastrous dame up over my waistline. All of a sudden I feel the straps of my singlet being taken down and then the shirt itself dragging off my chest of drawers, laying on my abdomen along with my dame. " Please stop, " I breathe out, unable to hold open the longing off my representative. " I'll do anything else but please stop. I'm sorry. I'm sorry for what I did. I didn't mean to. I & # 8213 ; I'm sorry, " I start to slowly locomote my butt in small circle against his hard shaft, biting my lip as I feel the contour line of it. I wanted it. And I wanted it bad.
     So hard....
     Oh, god. I'm going to hell for this. His hands rub my cunt gently, slowly, arousing me. " Oh, god, " one of my hand goes back to grasp the back of his neck tightly. His midsection fingers slowly make their way through my wet slit, making me spread my legs out in the process. 
       " You like it, " he whispers seductively. Almost instantly I feel the warm up pressure of his very middle finger against my clitoris, making it tingle. I grasp his hair tighter, feeling a deep groan coming. " Don't groan, " he warns, stopping his slight air pressure before making a motion as though to stop everything he's doing to me. I tense under his arm and immediately snaffle his hand & # 8213 ; the one inside my panty and on my snatch & # 8213 ; over the pantie, knowing just as soon that I made a big, terrible mistake. 
       " Tell me you don't like it, " he growls with bully Passion of Christ in his part. " William Tell me that you don't like it and I'll leave you alone. " It's said with a very persuasive musical note, as though he's got me already.
       " stop consonant it, " I grunt, still grinding my ass up against his erection. " I can't cover it, " I whimper, moving his hand on my twat the flimsy bit to make my point. Just then, I start to run in his arms, to wish he would do much, much dirtier things to me. " I can't handle you, " I whisper, this metre letting go of his workforce and turning around so that his hands slid over to my ass and I was facing him. Almost immediately I begun to kiss him with as much passion as I could, my branch going around his torso while he held me finale and tight. Henry helps me sit up on the desk, my peg still wrapped around his body. I feel his hard on pressing against my prickle crotch. I shudder as his brim keep pressing against mine. My men tangle up in his brusk, silky hair, pulling his delicate, puffy lips against mine. 
     Before I know it, he's undoing his trousers and reaching into his boxers to take aim out his hammer. But I stop him. " No, " I whisper, pulling away from his sassing. " Don't. "
     " Wasn't this the reason why you kissed me ? " he presses the head of his dick against my crotch, making me gasp slightly and hold on to his tie as a current of heat goes through me and shocks me to the core. Oddly enough this makes me wet, makes me want to keep going on. " This is what drives you crazy, Lauren, " Henry whispers, his breath against my lips chilling. 
     " It is, " I mumbled, kissing him softly on the brim. " But I can't, " I begin to fight him away, to push everything that we started away, but then he stopped me by kissing my back talk tenderly and with such cacoethes and have sex that I couldn't resist him. Everything seemed to slack down as I grasped his wrist joint while his hands held my head in place. 
       I softly moaned and hugged him fill up to me. The buss we were sharing was leaving my head in a stuporous state. " Mmmm, " I moan, holding on to him even as his shaft begins to diffuse me. I breathe out slowly as I let go of him and begin to incite my pelvis forward, pushing more than of him inside of me. A low, quiet'oh'safety valve my lips as the angelic ardor of his cock penetrating me takes over. I let my hands go under his button down and around to his backbone before dragging my nails down his back and down his boxer. I grab his ass to labour him forward. I sit there breathless as I feel the firmness of it. 
       " You've been working out, " I comment, milking his cock with my vaginal muscles. 
     " Yes, " he grunts, placing either hand besides my pegleg before slowly pushing his cock in foster and then back just a small to pester me. " Do you want me to go faster ? " 
       I softly reply, " I don't know if you'd be capable to deal me, " with a gamey tone and a'I dare you look.'Just then I saw the smirk on his face and immediately knew that I was in for the whole deal. While gently pulling back, he starts to buss my neck and squeezing my breast with one hand. I smile slightly at the slight delight. This doesn't finish for long. I notice how his hired man were now handling both of my boob. His pollex were running over my set up mamilla, leaving an amazing opinion of tingle and heat. It was then that I noticed it. As he kept pinching my nipples and squeezing my boobs here and there at a certain step, his push matched it. It was very stamp at first. He was letting me get used to it and it was feeling pretty good. But it ended fairly quickly. As his fingers begun to squeeze my mammilla harder along with my titty, his pace started to quicken and his jabbing started to be a bit more rougher by the second. 
       " Oh, yeaaaah, " I moan, feeling the fire igniting inside of me. Then it started. I felt his testicles slapping against my ass and him ramming up against me as fast and as hard as he could. This led me to moan uncontrollably and dig my nails into his soft skin. My breathing was becoming deep and it felt as though any clamant I would irrupt of pure ecstasy. 
     " Oh, no ! layover ! Please ! I & mdash ; " His girth was a bit too much for me. It filled me with joy. It made me fill up full of him and that I liked a lot. It kept turning me on to the point where he was slipping inside of me with ease yet enough to make him feel the pleasure that I was feeling or perhaps even better. I only knew this because of the dirty things he kept whispering in my ear and the way he was breathing. So heavy and hot.
     " Your puss is so stiff... My peter won't be able-bodied to get enough of you..., " he started hissing. How hard we were making making love was pretty unmistakable by the strait the desk was making. And by the clock time we were done, the desk was pretty far off it's original post.
     " Henry ! " I moan loudly, unable to not say his commencement epithet, something I don't really do because he's not okay with it. But god, saying it brought a certain satisfaction to me. It made my raptus level go over the crinkle. I wanted to scream out in complete bliss and fuck him until we were both tired as hell on earth. It wasn't long before I felt myself coming as hard as ever. I laid back against the desk as he still held on to my tit, still thrusting quite deep and surd into me. His stamina seemed to be endless. 
     " I'm about to cum, " he groaned. His buttock were flushed a quite attractive garden pink. His motility were quite mercurial and it seemed like his legs had a judgment of their own as they never stopped. Then, with a loud grunt that made me all the more horny, he came. I felt every undivided spirt of sweet, fond sperm hit the back wall of my cervix. He looked straight into my eye without looking away and giving a few thrusting here and there before he pulled away nonchalantly, cleaned himself up, and put his pecker away just like that. 
       I sat up and looked at him before standing up. I felt dizzy the very moment my feet touched the trading floor. I ran my fingers along his shoulders and carefully grabbed his trucking rig hard tool over his knickers. " That was really skillful. Maybe next time I can tease this big & mdash ; "
     He grabbed my hand and looked me straight in the eyes with a cold that I never knew he had, "'next time ?'" He had a look of unbelief in his eyes as he shoved my helping hand away. " There won't be a next metre. Now fix yourself you niggling slut and start cleaning up. stratum is about to start. "