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clearly inspired by the elevator sideshow we had enjoyed so much. As the elevator flung open, Phillip grabbed my arm and pulled me out of the sliding doors. He led me down the hall to his office, where I coyly stalled at the door, pretending I didn't know what we were doing there.
"Did we move the meeting location, Phillip?" I asked him.
"No, Jennifer," he said as he pulled me inside and locked the door behind us. "I'm calling a quick meeting right now. Just the two of us."
Before I could even tell him I was game for it, he started unbuttoning my blouse, exposing my hard nipples that were still poking through the thin fabric of my bra. He grabbed my tits and squeezed them in the palms of his hands, working my nipples with his thumbs. He pushed me up against the nearest wall and took one of my nipples in his hot, ravenous mouth, resting his teeth on it. He reached his hand up under my skirt and grabbed my pussy through my panties, which were already drenched from watching the elevator sex show. As he insatiably devoured my nipples, he hiked my skirt up to my belly, and moved my panties just enough to stick one of his fingers inside me.
"I see you liked that couple as much as I did," he muttered as he plunged two more fingers into my wetness.
"I did," I whispered, closing my eyes and enjoying him ravaging my hot spots. "I didn't really think you noticed."
"You couldn't see how hard I was in the meeting? I know you were looking down there."
"Bad lighting," I moaned, swiveling my hips back and forth between the wall and Phillip's hand.
Phillip yanked his fingers out of my hole, and directed me to his desk. His drenched hand swiped a stack of paperwork onto the floor as he pushed my back against the mahogany wood. He got on his knees in front of me, spread my legs, and spent a moment admiring my fuckable folds.
"Did you see them?" he asked me. "Did you see him sucking on her pussy like that?"
"Yeah," I panted.
"Good," he said. "Because I'm about to do the same thing to you."
Phillip buried his face in my pussy, and with his tongue hanging out, he shook his head from side to side—licking every luscious inch of me as the juices gushed all over his face. He slurped me all up and took me to the brink of orgasm. Then he stood up and unzipped his fly, letting his cock spring out between the silver teeth that held his arousal in check. He shoved himself deep inside me. I stretched my arms out to hold onto each side of the desk, as our groins slapped against each other, harder and harder by the second. Finally, Phillip reached the part of my pussy that made me explode. He grunted and moved his hips faster and faster into mine, slamming his cock in my pussy as hard as he could. I thought I would fall off the desk from the intense vibrations of my second coming, but I held steady until he yelped and I felt his juices squirt inside of me.
Phillip wiped his face, tucked his cock back inside his pants, and motioned for me to get close to him. I got up off the desk and he grabbed my waist, pressing my body against his. He stuck his tongue deeply in my mouth, and I could feel my juices mixing with his saliva. He grabbed my ass and it was clear he was getting worked up again as our bodies fused together in a lusty embrace.
"As much as I would love seconds, we're late for that meeting," I said, backing away from his tight grip.
"I know," he sighed, sticking a hand down his pants for one quick jerk of his cock. "I'd much rather be fucking you than talking about how all of these convention managers want to nickel-and-dime more deals out of us. We're already discounting professional meetings to death, what more do they want?"
Talking business had clearly ruined the moment and it wasn't long before my mood, like Phillip's cock, had gone flaccid. We walked over to the meeting as if nothing happened, and even though we were both late, no one seemed to suspect a thing. For
"Did we move the meeting location, Phillip?" I asked him.
"No, Jennifer," he said as he pulled me inside and locked the door behind us. "I'm calling a quick meeting right now. Just the two of us."
Before I could even tell him I was game for it, he started unbuttoning my blouse, exposing my hard nipples that were still poking through the thin fabric of my bra. He grabbed my tits and squeezed them in the palms of his hands, working my nipples with his thumbs. He pushed me up against the nearest wall and took one of my nipples in his hot, ravenous mouth, resting his teeth on it. He reached his hand up under my skirt and grabbed my pussy through my panties, which were already drenched from watching the elevator sex show. As he insatiably devoured my nipples, he hiked my skirt up to my belly, and moved my panties just enough to stick one of his fingers inside me.
"I see you liked that couple as much as I did," he muttered as he plunged two more fingers into my wetness.
"I did," I whispered, closing my eyes and enjoying him ravaging my hot spots. "I didn't really think you noticed."
"You couldn't see how hard I was in the meeting? I know you were looking down there."
"Bad lighting," I moaned, swiveling my hips back and forth between the wall and Phillip's hand.
Phillip yanked his fingers out of my hole, and directed me to his desk. His drenched hand swiped a stack of paperwork onto the floor as he pushed my back against the mahogany wood. He got on his knees in front of me, spread my legs, and spent a moment admiring my fuckable folds.
"Did you see them?" he asked me. "Did you see him sucking on her pussy like that?"
"Yeah," I panted.
"Good," he said. "Because I'm about to do the same thing to you."
Phillip buried his face in my pussy, and with his tongue hanging out, he shook his head from side to side—licking every luscious inch of me as the juices gushed all over his face. He slurped me all up and took me to the brink of orgasm. Then he stood up and unzipped his fly, letting his cock spring out between the silver teeth that held his arousal in check. He shoved himself deep inside me. I stretched my arms out to hold onto each side of the desk, as our groins slapped against each other, harder and harder by the second. Finally, Phillip reached the part of my pussy that made me explode. He grunted and moved his hips faster and faster into mine, slamming his cock in my pussy as hard as he could. I thought I would fall off the desk from the intense vibrations of my second coming, but I held steady until he yelped and I felt his juices squirt inside of me.
Phillip wiped his face, tucked his cock back inside his pants, and motioned for me to get close to him. I got up off the desk and he grabbed my waist, pressing my body against his. He stuck his tongue deeply in my mouth, and I could feel my juices mixing with his saliva. He grabbed my ass and it was clear he was getting worked up again as our bodies fused together in a lusty embrace.
"As much as I would love seconds, we're late for that meeting," I said, backing away from his tight grip.
"I know," he sighed, sticking a hand down his pants for one quick jerk of his cock. "I'd much rather be fucking you than talking about how all of these convention managers want to nickel-and-dime more deals out of us. We're already discounting professional meetings to death, what more do they want?"
Talking business had clearly ruined the moment and it wasn't long before my mood, like Phillip's cock, had gone flaccid. We walked over to the meeting as if nothing happened, and even though we were both late, no one seemed to suspect a thing. For
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