began stripping off each article of my clothing. His breathing became heavier and more drawn out, as he readjusted his position in his seat…watching me now, with lustful grey eyes.
Standing naked before him, I sarcastically said, “One last fuck, coming right up. If sleeping with me one last time will get you to leave me alone, then so be it.”
I boldly walked behind the desk and slid on top of him in a sitting position, before resting my back against the cold glass top desk. Spreading my legs wide open, I took a deep breath and waited for him. After a brief moment, he stood up and took off his white blazer. His muscular thick arms and wide shoulders were wrapped in a red snug cashmere shirt. He watched me closely. I became distracted when my eyes strayed down to his bulging sack that practically demanded freedom. Who am I kidding? I want his dick to be free, too. He sat back down on the large leather padded executive desk chair. As he wheeled his chair closer until it touched the desk, I started to feel nervous about my half-thought-out plan.
Cupping my sopping mound with the smooth palm of his hand, he huskily asked, “Do you really think that this would be our last time? You should see how wet you are for me when I touch you down here.” His words paused, as he teasingly slid his index finger into the core of my being. Inhaling deeply, I attempted to close my thighs out of fear of all the emotional entanglements that were brewing within. He stood up and towered over my body. He then placed hot kisses around my neck and collarbone. Grabbing both thighs, he tenderly pried open my legs and began more explorations with his tongue, like a voyager on a journey.
Exhaling, I arched my back and leaned up to greet his front with my rock hard nipples grazing his solid chest. With a breathless whisper, he continued to talk against my skin as he slid down south, holding my sex with his large hand.
“You have no idea just how much I missed the taste of this pussy. All I could think about was your sweet cream oozing into my mouth,” he said, as he groped my wet folds. Spreading my tender lips wide open, he used his index and middle fingers to smack my throbbing clit. Staring at me with sex comatose eyes, he said, “You are not in control of this…remember that.” Withdrawing his hand from my tender mound, he leaned back in the chair and started rubbing my legs.
“Open wide, baby,” he commanded with great satisfaction.
Chapter Eleven
Andriano
S he really thought that her little plan of throwing her pussy at me was going to turn me off completely from her…
My mouth watered, as my gaze fixed on her silky wet labia. I wanted to tug and suck on each lip to see how swollen it could get. Her skin was undeniably soft and velvety smooth as I kissed her right leg, paying close attention to her defined calf. Sticking my tongue out, I left a trail behind as I licked her kneecap down to her thighs, stopping short just before her center. I couldn’t get enough of her scent, as my cock became harder than I ever thought it could get.
Running my hand over her mound, I felt the burning heat radiating from her hot cunt. I couldn’t contain myself any longer, as I replaced my hand with my mouth and completely lost all control. I looked up at her and commanded her to watch me eat her. She needed to know that this was my pussy for the taking. Her big beautiful light brown eyes turned dark—almost blackened by lust, as she willingly obeyed. My hands snaked up her body and cupped her beautiful breast. Loud moans escaped her lips as she tilted her head backward, curved her top body upward, and yanked my hair.
“Ohhh God….ohh ohh…yes…yess—yessss!” she gloriously moaned, as she expressed her pleasure.
Placing my index finger and thumb over her swollen clit, I squeezed and pulled the protruding nub as I tongue fucked her tight pussy hole. She lifted her body and pushed her pussy into my mouth, riding me into oblivion.
Standing naked before him, I sarcastically said, “One last fuck, coming right up. If sleeping with me one last time will get you to leave me alone, then so be it.”
I boldly walked behind the desk and slid on top of him in a sitting position, before resting my back against the cold glass top desk. Spreading my legs wide open, I took a deep breath and waited for him. After a brief moment, he stood up and took off his white blazer. His muscular thick arms and wide shoulders were wrapped in a red snug cashmere shirt. He watched me closely. I became distracted when my eyes strayed down to his bulging sack that practically demanded freedom. Who am I kidding? I want his dick to be free, too. He sat back down on the large leather padded executive desk chair. As he wheeled his chair closer until it touched the desk, I started to feel nervous about my half-thought-out plan.
Cupping my sopping mound with the smooth palm of his hand, he huskily asked, “Do you really think that this would be our last time? You should see how wet you are for me when I touch you down here.” His words paused, as he teasingly slid his index finger into the core of my being. Inhaling deeply, I attempted to close my thighs out of fear of all the emotional entanglements that were brewing within. He stood up and towered over my body. He then placed hot kisses around my neck and collarbone. Grabbing both thighs, he tenderly pried open my legs and began more explorations with his tongue, like a voyager on a journey.
Exhaling, I arched my back and leaned up to greet his front with my rock hard nipples grazing his solid chest. With a breathless whisper, he continued to talk against my skin as he slid down south, holding my sex with his large hand.
“You have no idea just how much I missed the taste of this pussy. All I could think about was your sweet cream oozing into my mouth,” he said, as he groped my wet folds. Spreading my tender lips wide open, he used his index and middle fingers to smack my throbbing clit. Staring at me with sex comatose eyes, he said, “You are not in control of this…remember that.” Withdrawing his hand from my tender mound, he leaned back in the chair and started rubbing my legs.
“Open wide, baby,” he commanded with great satisfaction.
Chapter Eleven
Andriano
S he really thought that her little plan of throwing her pussy at me was going to turn me off completely from her…
My mouth watered, as my gaze fixed on her silky wet labia. I wanted to tug and suck on each lip to see how swollen it could get. Her skin was undeniably soft and velvety smooth as I kissed her right leg, paying close attention to her defined calf. Sticking my tongue out, I left a trail behind as I licked her kneecap down to her thighs, stopping short just before her center. I couldn’t get enough of her scent, as my cock became harder than I ever thought it could get.
Running my hand over her mound, I felt the burning heat radiating from her hot cunt. I couldn’t contain myself any longer, as I replaced my hand with my mouth and completely lost all control. I looked up at her and commanded her to watch me eat her. She needed to know that this was my pussy for the taking. Her big beautiful light brown eyes turned dark—almost blackened by lust, as she willingly obeyed. My hands snaked up her body and cupped her beautiful breast. Loud moans escaped her lips as she tilted her head backward, curved her top body upward, and yanked my hair.
“Ohhh God….ohh ohh…yes…yess—yessss!” she gloriously moaned, as she expressed her pleasure.
Placing my index finger and thumb over her swollen clit, I squeezed and pulled the protruding nub as I tongue fucked her tight pussy hole. She lifted her body and pushed her pussy into my mouth, riding me into oblivion.
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