A Warm Welcome Back To The Office [MF] [Hotwife] [Office] [Rough]

The click-clacking of her heels echoed through the hallway, phone held up to catch her face just below her eyeline, mug in hand and a playful smile across her lips. She brought her badge up to the card reader sounding the familiar beep, pulling open the door while taking care not to spill her tea. Strolling through the threshold into the office, she could barely believe she was back. She had been dying to leave for the longest time and was so relieved when she finally made her escape. But it wasn’t too long before they were begging her to come back, the office an absolute mess without her. She obliged with the stipulation that it would only be temporary, as she valued her sanity much more than any amount of money they’d pay her. And so she was making her way back to that familiar desk, more drab now, stripped of any personal touches cleared out by her prior exodus.

A moment before, he just sat there, swiveling back and forth in his chair, mind far from his corporeal form on this dull Monday morning. Then, as he picked up his mug to sip his tea, he nearly choked on the hot liquid when the shapely form of her was elegantly gliding past him. Her golden locks fluttering with the vibrant bounce in her step, bringing a distinct radiance to the office in contrast the dreariness pouring through the windows. He quickly wiped the dribble from his chin in the off chance that she might look his way, but her gaze was locked on her phone as he watched her hips sway all the way to her desk. As she gracefully fell into the chair, he tried to compose himself, thinking it painfully obvious that he had just been blatantly ogling her. He looked back at his screen and pretended to focus on work while his mind got lost in another daydream, this time much more lurid.

As she got settled in her desk, she couldn’t help but smile at his reaction. She certainly noticed his eyes trained on her as she walked by. Little did he know that the eyes of her many Snapchat followers would soon be enjoying her return to the office as well. It was, however, just a little more satisfying to see his response, taken by seeing him so entranced by her. Sneaking a glance back to see his eyes blankly staring at his screen, she gave a quiet giggle knowing the teases she had in store. If she had to return to this godforsaken place, she was at least going to have some fun. After all, what were they going to do? Fire her?

His pants were tightening from his daydreams, an effect that she’s had on him time and time again. Their previous interactions at the office had been casual with an air of flirtiness, despite the giant rock on her finger. The few instances outside the office hinted at a naughty side that he never quite had the chance to tap into. This coupled with the fact that he never made a move had left him with a bit of regret once she left the office. It bothered him that there was something inherently mischievous in her and even more that he never followed through. However, he had no idea just how much he regretted it until it was consuming every fiber of his being that very moment, watching her take residence at that desk just a few feet away. Dirty, filthy thoughts were all that were present in his mind. Visions of her riding him in his office chair, bending her over his desk and any other scenario that involved him getting his hands on that heavenly body. He wanted to touch her, feel her, taste her. He wanted to fuck her.

Always thinking him an attractive man and having had more than a few stray fantasies about an office dalliance, the gears in her head were turning as a smile crept across her pink, plump lips. She held her phone at an angle that she knew he would see from his desk, biting her lip and tugging at her top to reveal the lacy lavender bra underneath. A quiet, inaudible moan pushed past her lips as her palm pushed up against her supple breast while her finger slipped inside to pull the bra down just enough to tease her puffy, pink nipple. Satisfied, she placed the phone on the desk, readjusted her top and tapped the screen to add the snap to her story. Slyly, she glanced over her shoulder again to see him staring intently and lustfully before returning her gaze back to her phone. Delight in her eyes, she sent a message to her husband, asking for permission to have a little extra fun at the office.

Any doubts he may have still had about her wild side were quickly put to rest as he watched her record that delectable little tease on her phone. Still unaware of her penchant for sharing her luscious body with her many followers, he assumed the intended viewer was her husband. His mind wandered again, wondering if she had done this in the office before. He licked his lips at the thought of catching her as she attempted to film herself. Just having that perfect chance encounter with her, opening the door to all the things he wanted to do to her. He could have probably written a dozen porn scripts with all the lechery running through his mind.

It wasn’t long until her phone buzzed on her desk, the screen illuminating with a message giving her the okay to carry on with some office debauchery. Delighted, she sat back and wondered just how she might lure her coworker into a lustful rendezvous. She came to the conclusion that more teasing wouldn’t hurt, feeling her panties already damp just from her salacious scheming. Rolling back in her chair, picking up her phone once again, she positioned herself in his line of sight. Recording now, she slipped a finger in her mouth and gave it a slow, longing suckle before sliding her hand up her skirt. Phone pointed down but still in his view, she started rubbing herself over her matching lavender lace panties. Pulling them to the side, she ran her slender fingers over her wet little pussy. Her fingers slick with her own juices, she pointed the phone back toward her mouth as she tasted herself before ending the snap with a playful little smirk.

His eyes could have been bulging out of their sockets and he would not have cared one bit as there was no way he could focus on anything else. His desk was positioned perfectly for him to look in while the cubicle walls concealed what she was doing from everyone else. He wondered if she was she feeling more brazen now, knowing things were temporary. Not that he cared much in the end, he was finally seeing the side of her that he always knew existed. He had no clue as to when it started, but he was fully massaging the massive bulge residing in his pants. He could feel his cock leaking as he thought about walking up to her desk, tearing off her panties, slipping his throbbing cock inside her and pounding her into the desk right then and there. He had never wanted her more than he did in that moment, rampant desire welling up inside him.

The taste of her own sweetness lingering on her tongue, she gleefully added the snap to her story before taking another peek over her shoulder. She saw his eyes burning with an intense hunger that sent a shiver up her spine as she bit down on her lip. Her hand slid back up her skirt to stroke her kitty once more, this time just for her own pure pleasure as she thought about him. Vivid imagery filled her mind, his embrace engulfing her from behind,his toned forearms exposed by rolled up sleeves. She could almost feel his strong hands navigating her body, wanting his firm grip on her breasts, her hips, her ass. Everywhere. Then, the idea sparked in her mind as she felt the sopping wet mess that was her panties. With speed and agility, she lifted herself in the chair just enough to slip both hands up her skirt, hooking the waistband of her panties and pulling them down as she plopped back in the chair.

He could feel his boxer briefs damp with precum that would not stop flowing from his cock as he rubbed himself over his pants. Watching her play at her desk was sending him into a fevered frenzy that only made him crave her more, which unbeknownst to him, was exactly what she wanted. He just watched as her panties dropped to her ankles, making apparent the purpose of the little hopping maneuver she had just performed. His mouth watered as she stepped out of them one high heel clad foot at a time. Before he could even begin to think about what she would do with them, she was on her feet and his eyes locked with hers, sitting there paralyzed as he stared right into her big, bright baby blues.

Panties balled up in her fist, she smoothed out her skirt and headed out of her cube. A sly smile across her lips, she walked straight toward his desk, stopping right in front of him as he sat there with his hand still on his bulge. She beamed with delight at the sight of the clear outline of the impressive cock he was hiding in his pants. Sliding around to his side of the desk, she grabbed his free hand, pressing her soaked panties into his palm and balling his hand into a fist around them. Bringing a finger to her lips, she playfully bit her fingertip and smiled before turning on her heels to walk away. At the door, she paused and flashed him a devilish grin over her shoulder before pushing it open and slipping into the hallway.

He sat awestruck, her panties balled in his fist as he watched her disappear through the doorway. Bringing his hand to his face, her scent wafted up his olfactories as he breathed in deep. Gripping his cock through his pants, he felt it throb as he resisted the urge to wring her panties out into his mouth. This was his chance, he thought. He had to follow her. He had to taste her. He had to fuck her. His eyes darted around, surveying the room to devise a plan of action. He needed to slip into the hall quickly without anyone seeing the clearly visible erection being held captive in his pants. He pulled open a drawer, grabbed a few file folders and stood up, holding them in front of him to cover the tented fabric of his slacks just enough for his hasty exit. Head down, he made his way to the door, pushing it open quickly and breathing a sigh of relief as he made it through. His relief was replaced by seething desire as he saw her sauntering down the hall in front of him, her skirt fluttering as her hips swayed back and forth.

Her ears perked up when she heard the door open. After the few clicks of his shoes on the tile and the sound of the door slowly shutting behind him, she stopped in her tracks. Without turning around, she reached down to run her hands up her skirt, flipping it up quickly to give a little glimpse of her deliciously round ass and the hint of a sparkle that caught the light. Her little giggle echoed as she continued walking to the end of the hall. Turning to face him, lips curling into another fiendish grin, her hands cupped and squeezed her breasts, pulling at her top to give him another look at the bra that matched the panties in his hand. Hooking her fingers into the bra, she pulled the lace down just enough to give a peek at her hardened, pink nipples before tucking them away and disappearing around the corner.

He emitted a low growl of deep, primal passion, clenching her panties tight in his fist as he marched down the hall to follow her. Closing in on her, the scent of peony and yuzu lingered in the air as he inhaled traces of her perfume, something he’d come to savor whenever she’d walk by. His pace quickened then, rounding the corner and seeing her nearing the supply room. Briskly walking up, it wasn’t long before he was right behind her, swinging his arm around her waist, pressing her body against his and picking her up easily as she let out a little yelp. He opened the door and, with one long stride, slipped inside with her in tow, tossing the folders to the floor and taking care to shut and lock the door behind them. He spun her around to face him as they stood in the narrow room with shelves of office supplies flanking them. Staring into the rolling blue ocean of her gaze, he wasted no time pulling her in close, taking her head in his hand and pressing his lips to hers. Kissing her deeply, he got the faint taste of her sweetness lingering on her soft, pillowy lips.

She felt little in his strong embrace, their bodies pressed together so close she could feel his cock pulsating against her through multiple layers of fabric. She hooked her arms around his neck, indulging in his kiss and swirling her tongue around his. Breathing in deep, she caught hints of vetiver and musk mixed with her own scent wafting in. Moving to straddle his leg, she pressed firmly against his throbbing member, working her hips masterfully and smiling as she drew a moan from his mouth. She bit his lower lip playfully, pulling back and looking up into his dark eyes before drinking deep of his kiss once again.

His hand fell to her waist as she continued to grind against him, filling his palm with the supple flesh of her ass. Her panties still in his hand, he wanted to explore her fully and, even more, he was still longing to taste her still. He pulled back, a wicked grin now stretched across his lips as he spun her around. As she looked back at him, he raised his hand up to stuff the panties in her mouth. Hands now free, he guided her to lean against the shelves. Pulling up her skirt slowly, he exposed her gorgeous, round ass and revealed the jeweled butt plug to be the sparkle that caught his eye earlier. Licking his lips at the sight of her delectable derrière, his other hand reared back and came down with a booming clap, drawing a stifled squeal followed by a muffled moan. His palm full of her rose tinted flesh, he gave it a little jiggle before administering another spank and declaring, “You have been quite the little tease today, haven’t you?”

She bit down on the lace as she felt his hand clap against her ass again. She looked at him with her big, blue eyes, so expressive that she didn’t even need words. She wiggled her ass at him, enticing him to continue as she stifled her squeals and let out long, muted moans and giggles coaxed by the barrage of spanks. She could feel the heat radiating out from the rosy red handprints he was leaving on her soft, pale skin.

Looking down, he softly caressed the delicate curve of her ass, reddened and marked by him. Sliding his hand between her legs, he felt the wetness running down her inner thighs. His fingers grazed lightly along her moistened lips, extracting another muffled moan from her panty stuffed mouth. Retracting his hand and bringing his fingers to his lips, he let her watch him lap up her sweet honey with his tongue. Drawn in by that little sampling, he crouched down behind her and put his mouth right on her dripping, wet pussy, sucking up her juices and savoring her taste. His hands planted firmly on her ass, he spread her cheeks as he let his tongue run along the divide of her silken lips. He could feel her coating him as he buried his face right in, letting his tongue push into her tight, little hole. His fingers dug into her ass as his tongue swirled around inside her, flicking and lashing her perfect, pink pussy.

Steadying herself, she gripped the shelving unit and pushed her ass back into his face. Her hips rolled, grinding her pussy right on his mouth, the whipping of his tongue sending tingles up her spine. She slid her hand down to rub her clit but felt it slapped away and guided back to the shelf. She looked back, whimpering at the sudden absence of his mouth before jumping with a screech as she felt the sting of his hand slapping her pussy. Her eyes flashed a look of obedience back down at him as she watched his face disappear and felt his tongue and mouth on her once again.

She tasted every bit as sweet as he’d hoped, her nectar dribbling down his chin. He could feel her body’s response with every lick and lash, her legs shaking as he clutched her luscious ass. Moving a hand in front of her, he began to massage her swollen pearl in a tight circular motion. His tongue and fingers conducted her hips to undulate in a sensual rhythm that steadily picked up. He worked to keep her legs spread as she started to tense up, his fingers and mouth working fervently to bring her to climax.

She gripped the shelf firmly as he worked her tight, little pussy. She was grinding hard against his face now, feeling herself get close. Though quieted by the lace, her words rang clear. “May I cum please, sir,” she said, feeling his lips curl up in a smile at her plea for release.

Her words spurred him on even more as he managed to get out the muffled command, “Cum for me.” His fingers rubbed vigorously against her swollen clit while his tongue lashed furiously as he felt the light tremors of her oncoming orgasm.

Not long after he uttered those words was she screaming into the lace as her body shook with waves of pleasure washing over her. Her legs shuddered, steadied only by his hands and her grasp on the shelf. She let out a long, contented moan as she basked in the warmth rippling through her body. In blissful exasperation, she managed to get out the words, “Thank you, sir.”

As he rose to his feet, he spun her around to face him, brushing the tousled tresses from her face and pulling the panties from her mouth as he went in to kiss her. Then pulling back, he smirked as he felt her hand on his bulge. He lifted his hand to her face, tracing his thumb around her soft, plump lips. His thumb pressed down on her bottom lip as he pulled away, stepping backward to lean against the opposing shelves.

She followed him the few steps, hand never leaving his cock, caressing it with her delicate fingers through his pants. Her bright, blue orbs held his gaze as she dropped down, her hands resting on his belt and teeth pressing into her bottom lip. She worked to undo his belt with the jangling of the buckle that always made her giddy. After unhooking the clasp and slowly pulling the zipper down, she slipped her hand inside, rubbing over his tight boxer briefs. Sliding her hands up inside his shirt, she felt the soft skin of his toned stomach. She let her hands slide back down, finger tips dragging across his skin to hook inside his waistband, pulling it down to release his rock hard cock. Eyes still locked with his, she ran her tongue up the length of the shaft before lapping up a taste from his precum slickened head. She smiled up at him before pressing her pillowy lips against the tip, giving it a gentle kiss.

He let out a low grunt as she kissed the head, his cock pulsating as her perfectly plump lips pressed against it, looking so ready to be stretched around his girth. Staring down at her, he marveled at how, from this angle, the light accented the magnificence of her bright blue eyes. Beautiful, intense and so expressive was her gaze on him right now, telling him how eager she was to take him in her pretty little mouth.

Her tongue slipped out of her mouth to swirl around the ridge as she let her lips wrap softly around the crown. Wrapping a little tighter, she pulled a small vacuum around the head, flicking her tongue back and forth against the tip. Pulling back and releasing with a little pop, she watched his cock bob, looking back up at him with a wide smile. Wrapping her delicate digits around the base of his cock firmly, her lips engulfed his crown once again. She suckled lightly as she took more of his length in her mouth, stretching her lips around him. She started to work him in and out slowly, swallowing more of his length with each pass.

His head snapped back in pleasure as her head bobbed back and forth on his girthy dick. Low moans and growls pushed past his lips as he watched her take him deeper and deeper. He ran his fingers through her golden mane, grasping tightly and moving with her rhythm at first, but guiding her more with every pass. He was aching to see her take all of him down her throat.

She could feel him hitting the back of her throat as he pushed her head down on his cock. Working hard to take every inch of his length until her lips were wrapped tightly around the base, she looked up at him with her baby blues, watering from him bottoming out in her throat. She gasped for air as he finally pulled her head back, saliva stringing from his spit covered cock to the smile stretched across her soft, pink lips.

As he looked down, her longing gaze and tongue out in invitation for more, he tapped his cock on her tongue before stuffing her mouth once again. Gripping her head tightly, he began to thrust in and out of her mouth. He growled low as he pummeled into her throat, watching her makeup run and listening to her gagging sounds which only made him thrust harder. He held her head, eyes locked with hers, watching her struggle before pulling her head back and letting her catch her breath.

However much she gasped, however much she panted, that smile never left her face. She swirled her tongue around the crown, tasting the endless flow of precum mixed with her own saliva. Her lips wrapping tightly around it again, she started to work his length with her hand. Slick with spit, her hand glided along his shaft easily. Varying her suction on the head, she could feel his cock twitch as her hand continued to stroke him.

Though thoroughly enjoying watching her work his cock with her mouth, he couldn’t help but want more. He pulled back on her hair, freeing his cock from her mouth and stuffing the panties back in. He guided her to her feet once again, hand moving to caress her cheek before spinning her around and pushing her up against the shelves. Pulling her skirt up, he took hold of his cock and slapped it against her dripping wet pussy, taking delight in her muffled squeal. Running the shaft along the length of her slit, he leaned in to whisper in her ear, “This is what you really want, isn’t it?”

She could feel him throb against her, teasing her as his length slid between her soft, silken lips. He wasn’t wrong, this is exactly what she wanted. Squirming and whimpering, she wanted to feel him inside her tight little pussy, aching for him to fill her up. Looking back at him, she spoke pleading words through the lace, “Sir, may I please have your cock?”

His lips curled up into a smile at her words, slapping his girth against her again to draw another muffled squeal from her mouth. Rubbing the head between her lips, he heard her gasp and felt her body shudder as he pushed just inside her slit. Taking hold of her hips, he slowly pushed deeper into her, letting out a loud groan as her lips gripped tight around his girth. He began to rock his hips back and forth, delivering slow deep thrusts into her tight little hole.

Her hands gripped tight on the shelves as she felt him work his throbbing cock deep into her aching, little pussy. She savored the slow strokes, clenching tighter around him every time he pulled back, unwilling to let his cock leave her pussy. Feeling him push back in drew deep moans from her lungs, biting down on the lace and pushing back to pull him deeper inside her. She let her hips roll with the rhythm of his thrusts, feeling his pace start to pick up.

He watched her curvaceous, heart shaped ass push back into him with every driving plunge into her. His grip tight on her hips, he began thrusting harder, the clapping of skin on skin echoing in the tiny supply room. He saw the red impressions of his fingers left on her pale skin as he slid his hand up her back to take hold of a fistful of her blonde locks. Growls passed through gritted teeth as he picked up his pace, pounding her little cunt faster and more forcefully.

Smiling with a mouth full of lace, she squealed wildly as he absolutely pummeled her pretty, pink pussy. Still gripping the shelf, she felt the whole rack shaking as he slammed into her again and again. With thrust after thrust of his girthy dick, she felt the orgasmic tsunami building inside her. Pure need in her muffled voice, she whimpered, “May I cum, sir?” She gasped and bit down hard on the lace as she felt his hand come down on her already reddened ass with a thunderous clap. Louder, she desperately pleaded, “Please, sir!”

He pulled back tighter on her hair, leaning in close and responding to her pleas with his deep, throaty growls. He could feel her aching little pussy tightening around him with every pounding thrust. Hot breath and husky moans filled her ears as he grunted, “Cum for me.” His hands moved to grip her shoulders, driving home a few more hard, pummeling thrusts before growling louder, “Cum for me now!”

She hardly needed his words the way he was fucking into her, but they did serve to catalyze the barrage of euphoric waves about to crash down on her. The tidal wave upon her, she clenched her muscles tight around his mass as his grip left her shoulders and she felt his arms wrapping around her waist. Endorphins pumping, her legs began to tremble as his embrace pulled her close, keeping his thick, throbbing cock bottomed out inside her. She threw herself back into him, the carnal crescendo leaving her body convulsing as her arms reached up to run her fingers through his hair. Her chest heaved as she exhaled moans and gasps, her breathing erratic as bits of lace fluttered past her lips. She felt the heat of her sweet, creamy nectar coating his cock as it pulsated inside her. Her body still shuddering, she sank into him even more, riding the ebbing waves of intoxicating bliss.

He loosened his grip around her waist, sliding his hands up to pull down her top and free her breasts from the lavender lace. He gazed down past her golden mane to let his eyes feast on her perky bosom. He filled his palms with her succulent flesh, kneading her taut, pink nipples between his fingers. Feeling her breathing start to steady, his head dipped to whisper in her ear, “I hope you know I’m nowhere near done with you yet.” With that, his arms wrapped around her waist again, lifting her up and shuffling a few steps farther into the room to fall back onto a step ladder. “Now show me how you bounce that ass on my fucking cock,” he spoke, his commanding tone sending shivers up her spine.

She looked back at him over her shoulder, flashing her brilliant blue orbs as the words slipped past her pouty lips, “Yes sir.” Her hands slid down to her hips, pulling the fabric of her skirt up to expose the curvature of her luscious, round ass. Pressing her still shaky legs together, she planted her feet in front of her and began to rock her hips, grinding on him slowly and sensually. She leaned forward, her walls clinging tight on his shaft as she let it slip out to just below the ridge. Swaying her hips side to side, she slid back down onto him, delighting in the pleasureful groan she drew from his lips. Planting her hands on his thighs, she repeated the motion, hips undulating as she slid down. She delivered quick, short strokes before slamming down hard onto him, a quivering gasp flowing past her lips as she felt him bottomed out inside her again.

His head snapped back in pleasure as her ass came down, leaving him groaning in ecstasy. Lowering his gaze, he bit his lip as she wriggled her rosy red ass in his lap. His hands moved to her hips, her flesh pliant in his grip as he dug his fingers in. His eyes just followed as her ass resumed its rhythmic riding of his cock, the jewel of her plug catching the light with each rise and fall.

Her breaths were shallow again, quickening the pace of her bounces, already drunk off his dick but still craving more. He wanted to see how she bounced on his cock and she was hardly one to disappoint her sir, especially one that filled her up so completely. She could feel him start to thrust up as she bounced harder on his girthy, cream coated cock. The panties stuffed in her mouth did little to stifle the squeals and moans of immense pleasure pouring past her lips now. Not that she cared in that moment, his cock felt too good and that was all that mattered to her.

His grunts blew past gritted teeth, hips bucking now, thrusting up as she came down on him. His fingers dug into her hips as he held her in place, drilling his dick up into her tight, little pussy. With a hard, plunging drive, he held her down and wrapped his arms around her waist to keep himself bottomed out inside her. She felt so good, but he wasn’t finished yet. He leaned forward, jaw settling on her shoulder, biting down as a deep, long groan reverberated against her body. “Fuck,” he growled into her, his teeth digging into her skin.

Feeling his cock twitch inside her, a smirk crept across her lips, clearly satisfied with her handiwork. She rolled her hips as much as his grip would allow, grinding on him and letting loose a playful giggle as she forced even more groans out of him. She spread her legs just wide enough to slip a hand between, her deft digits grazing her stretched lips as she moved to caress his heavy, hanging orbs. She felt his body shudder as they rolled between her fingers, her delicate nails lightly tickling his sensitive sack.

He only needed that short instant to regroup, pushing off the stepstool bringing them both to their feet. His hips pulling back, he heard her gasp as his cock slid free with a wet, popping sound. In a single motion, he spun her around and swept her up into his arms, hands planted firmly on her ass as her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist. The head of his cock pressed against her lips as he felt her fingers on the shaft, holding it as he lowered her down onto it. He took a few steps, pushing her up against the shelves, their eyes locked in a deep, animalistic stare.

She spread her arms wide, leaning back and resting her elbows on the shelves to either side of her. She moaned wildly as his fingertips dug into the meat of her ass, his cock thrusting deep and hard. She knew he was getting close. She could see it in his eyes and how he was fucking into her so furiously now that the random office supplies were jumping on the quaking shelves. He was getting close and so was she. She yearned for it, aching to feel his cock explode inside her. Longing for his hot load to fill up her needy little cunt. Her brilliant blue orbs flared as she moaned, “Please sir, may I have your cum?”

Driven by pure, primal passion, his hand moved to wrap tight around her throat, with the other supporting her weight as he continued to slam his thick, throbbing cock deep inside her wanton, little pussy. His grunts and groans hastened, each passing thrust building up the impending eruption welling up inside him. His grip tight on her throat, he growled at her, “Beg for it!”

Her words spilled out, begging like the needy little slut she was, “Please sir! I want it!” She was his little fuckdoll and she was reveling in every second of it as she continued her pleas, “Please give me your cum, sir! I need it!”

Her words rang clear, slicing through all the sounds echoing in the small space. From their moans and groans to the lewd, wet slapping noises that accompanied every plunge into her dripping, little cunt. “Fuck,” he growled again, his thrusts vigorous and forceful.

She could feel it, the way his cock was pulsating, she was going to get what she wanted. She clenched her muscles tight and pleaded with him again, “Please! Please! Please!”

His hand left her throat to hoist her off the shelves, pulling her close as her arms flew around his neck. With one last, driving plunge, he buried every inch of his cock within her as he felt bolts of pure ecstasy start to surge through his entire body. Arms slung around her waist, his teeth found the flesh of her shoulder, growling and moaning as he felt his cock pulsate and flood her with his virility. He staggered backward a few steps, bracing himself on the opposing shelves as his hips bucked wildly, riding the waves of climax crashing over his body.

Full to the brim and taut around his mass, she felt every powerful blast filling her with the heat of his seed. Like a chain reaction, her body began to convulse as her pussy contracted around his girth, working to milk him of his potency. Her fingers clawed wildly and clutched at his hair while her legs squeezed tight around his waist, toes curling in her heels as her feet gyrated uncontrollably. Her entire body was quaking, consumed by the intensifying pulses of pleasure forcing shuddering moans from her lungs in between short, shallow breaths. Waves of bliss still rippling through her body, she was struggling to even breathe but somehow managed to say in a quivering cadence, “Thank you, sir.”

He held her in his arms for many moments, both of them working to ride out the waves of their combined climaxes. Moving his head passed the mess of blonde in his face, his lips found hers, kissing her deep before tugging at her bottom lip with his teeth. His cock twitched as he felt her pussy’s grasp continue to milk him. He could feel her body still trembling as he lifted her up, pulling out of her slowly and chuckling at her gasp as his cock sprung free. He felt her legs loosen and slide down as he brought her to her feet. His hands then rose up to her shoulders, gently guiding her down to her knees. Looking down into her eyes, he pulled the lace from her mouth and said with a smile, “Good girls don’t waste what they’re given.”

Still catching her breath, she did not hesitate to say, “Yes, sir.” Reaching down under her skirt, she ran her fingers up from her thigh right up her slit, lapping up every last bit of cum that had leaked out. She dropped it right on her tongue as she returned his gaze, licking her fingers clean. She brought her plump, pillowy lips to rest on his tip, kissing it lightly before her tongue slipped out and swirled around the head. Pressing her lips around the crown, she could taste the commingling of her sweet nectar with his potent seed running down her throat. Her pursed lips slid down each side of his slick, lengthy shaft, pulling in more of that sweet, carnal cocktail. Lips returning to the crown, still so sensitive she felt him twitch as she suckled lightly. Eyes still locked with his, she smiled before engulfing his cock in her mouth, gagging and slurping until her lips met the base. She pulled back on his shaft slowly with her lips holding a tight vacuum, taking care to savor every trace of their lascivious encounter. Lips wrapped around the crown, her tongue lashed back and forth, making sure to milk him of every last drop.

His cock twitched and shivers ran up his spine as she worked him dry. He brushed the blonde locks from her face again as his fingers caressed her cheek lightly. He then extended his hand to help her back to her feet, immediately pulling her in close and pressing his lips to hers, drinking deep of her kiss one more time. Pulling back, trying not to get lost in the deep, blue sea that was her gaze, he smiled and said, “Good girl.”

She had no doubt that she looked a mess, makeup running, hair in disarray, and perhaps even light bruising around her neck. None of it seemed to matter, though. He fucked her just how she wanted and so she simply smiled back at him and said, “Thank you, sir.”

With a smirk, he lifted his hand in front of her, dangling her ruined panties from his finger. “I do believe these are yours,” he teased.

She returned his smirk with one equally as smug as she pressed them into his hand, saying, “No, sir. They’re yours. Like I just was.”

He just smiled as he pulled his clothes back on and slipped the panties into his pocket.

She adjusted her top and smoothed out her skirt, before making her way to the door. Turning back to face him, she brought her finger to her lip, biting down on her nail as that devilish grin crept across her lips again. “Next time we’ll film it,” she said giggling before slipping out the door.

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