I hear his belt opening with a clink and the sound of his zipper pulling down. He holds my hair tight at the back of my head and pushes me down onto his cock until we both feel him slide tightly down my throat. I sit in the chair that he indicated and open my own computer. He lets me think that I have control for a few minutes. As I’m standing there gapping at him he gestures for me to take a seat and pulls up the material that I emailed him just before I came in. I feel him push in, taste him salty on my tongue and feel my jaw start to stretch to accommodate how thick he is. His fingertips are tapping on the edge of his desk while he looks out the window. I’m prepared for this. Read 11349 times |
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I edge my butt back in the chair, just a little, to get some space.
