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Clock chimed 7 p.m. as he shifted in his mahogany chair. He had been noting down the agenda for his next meeting. Roshi quietly slipped inside his office from the side door. She was in a single piece of maroon and her hair neatly pulled in a tight ponytail. She walked slowly, near his chair and kneeled down by his side and crawled under his oval desk. People often enquired Sir about the sprawling cushion placed under his desk.
*quot;It is to relax my feet when I feel exhausted,*quot; he would reply.
Roshi kneeled on her knees and adjusted herself to settle between his legs. She could smell the manly aroma as she placed her manicured hands around his thighs, rubbing the texture of his pants. He was busy scribbling on the paper as she reached for the zipper and pulled it down smoothly. Her eyes were wide and her mouth watering in anticipation. She felt a tingling between her legs as her eyes met with the soft bulge inside his pants. She bit her lower lip and reached inside his pants, feeling and gauging his semisolid cock. She slipped her hands inside his boxers to grab Sir's hot, throbbing meat. She pulled the length out as it stood out jutting like a wooden log. Moistening her lips with her tongue she gave a long, slow lick from its base to tip, tickling his slit with her pointy tongue. She raised her hand to her mouth, spitting and massaging it over his jumping meat. His skin was being pulled back and up as she stroked his length. She pulled his skin back, baring his mushroom and spat on it, and stroked it all the way, making it slippery and shiny. Sir could feel his balls churning as Roshi maneuverd her expert hands on his pulsing manhood. She held it against her palm and kissed and nibbled across its length. Sir could feel her warm breath hitting his pelvic skin, raising mild goosebumps. A knock on the door broke the moment. Roshi stopped for a moment as he replied in his hoarse voice,
*quot;Come in,*quot;
Door opened and his assistant peeped in.
*quot;Excuse me Sir, these papers need to be signed and sent at gaziantep escort the earliest.*quot;
Sir felt Roshi's nails gently scratching his skin.
*quot;Can it wait?*quot;
*quot;I am afraid Sir, these have to be forwarded at the earliest.*quot;
Sir felt his cock held between Roshi's finger and thumb and she pushed her hand down, peeling the skin off his slimy mushroom.
*quot;Bring them then,*quot;
Assistant walked in with the papers as Roshi took a deep, hard lap, brushing her expert tongue against his sensitive dome. She puckered her lips in a small hole and sucked in the juices of the cock, holding and suffocating it in her mouth and lashing it hard with her tongue.
Sir could feel his cock jumping in excitement as it was treated with the suction of her mouth. He was finding it hard to contain his moans as he signed two copies.
*quot;Is everything okay Sir?*quot;
Roshi had nestled his supple balls out of his pants and was suckling on each of them like juicy berrys.
*quot;Yes,*quot; is all he could manage as Sir felt Roshi's nail rolling around the slippery slit of his cock. She was moving her finger around it and licking his juicy slit with her pointy tongue.
Sir signed the bunch as he felt a dollop of warm slime dripping on the tip of his cock. Roshi had dropped a mouthful of spit and pushed his glistening cock deep in her mouth. Sir felt the tip of his cock nudging agaist the back of her throat wall.
*quot;Okay.. Ahem you may leave now,*quot;
*quot;Yes Sir,*quot; Sir's assistant left the office with a slightly confused look.
Sir reached down with one hand and grabbed the back of Roshi's head and pressed it forward till her nose was buried against his pubic hair and his other hand un-buckled his leather belt, un-hooking his trousers and lifted his butt off the chair to pull the pants down to the floor. Roshi was coughing and choking as Sir's cock threatened to penetrate her till virgin throat. Roshi's hands desperately held Sir's muscular thighs and pushed. He stepped out of his pants and let go of her head. She went down on her hands coughing and spitting. His cock jumped and lolled in her face with her spit and his juices dripping and hanging from its pink mushroom. She took a deep breath and looked at Sir's cock with love as she gave a little bitch-like moan.
*quot;You want more, don't you?*quot; he growled.
Her pet-head nodded immediately.
He reached for the back of her head and grabbed her ponytail from the base, other hand slipped down, grabbing her jaw from bottom.
*quot;Open real wide,*quot;
She gulped and parted her lips as much as she could as Sir pushed his hips forward rammind the rod right into her belching throat,
*quot;GLUCKK,*quot;
He pulled out, placing the mushroom on her lower lip. She took a deep breath and Sir pushed his hips again,
*quot;GLUCKK,*quot; he pulled out again as her mascara rolled down her cheeks and she inhaled deep. His hand left her jaw for a moment and swung hard across her face, *SMACKK*
And immediately grabbed the bottom of her jaw and impaled her ravished mouth,
*quot;GLUCCCKK,*quot;
This time he held it in, enjoying the massage of her throat muscles on his throbbing mushroom. He released her jaw and placed his finger and thumb on her nose, shutting her nostrils. She looked up as his hand behind her head kept the pressure on. Tears rolled down her cheeks and she gagged on Sir's cock, making it twitch with pleasure. Sir's ball sack was placed on her chin. Sir pulled back with a jerk, leaving her to gasp and cough.
*quot;Sir... GLUCKKK,*quot; her slut mouth was plugged again as more tears rolled down. Sir grabbed the base of his cock and rubbed it over her cheeks and tears.
His cock was glistening and sloppy with her tears and oral juices. Sir grabbed her ponytail and tugged it, raising her face up. His hard cock was springing between his strong legs as he grabbed her cheeks between his fingers and thumb, squeezing and puckering her lips.
*quot;My bitch,*quot; Sir whispered, spitting straight into her hungry, wet mouth. She squealed with pleasure as her puffy cunt twitched with lust. Sir's free hand reached for her maroon dress, putting it inside her deep neck and squeezing her juicy breast in a fist. Next moment his finger and thumb were wrapped around her erect nipple, twisting it and tugging on it. Roshi was squirming in Sir's grip, rubbing her legs together as he mauled her nipples alternately. His cock was twitching and jumping around in pleasure, listening to her bitch like moans. As if twisting was not enough, he grabbed and pulled her nipple, pulling her tit out of the neck of her maroon dress. Her eyes were moist and her hands raising up and down. Sir grabbed the other nipple and pulled out her other breast, nestling both of her big tits tightly through the neck of her dress.
*SMACKK * *SMACKK *
Room rang with two tight slaps across the flesh of Roshi's breasts. Sir placed his veiny cock between and rubbed it up and down her milky cleavage. She squeezed both her milky tits and spat on his tip, assisting Sir's cock with tit fucking. Sir unbuttoned his shirt as his waist moved ina smooth motion, pushing and pulling his rigid cock up and down her cleavage. She squeezed them ever harder, lathering up the path with her spit. The movement was getting too sensitive for his engorged cock.
*quot;Give me your cum Sir,*quot; she moaned, rubbing her breasts in tandem with his pumping. He was groaning. His hung balls were swinging and hitting her skin with every push. Sir could feel his cock straining and his balls twitching. He held her head in his hand and shivered as thick ropes of his cum erupted from his glistening slit, *quot;FUCK I'M CUMMING,*quot; he growled. She giggled, looking up and tried to catch his cum on her face as several ropes landed across her face and and chin. Her hands milked his cock vigorously using her breasts to squeeze out the remnants of his potent cum. He took a deep breath and settled back in his chair. His cock semi solid cock hung between his legs as she sat and looked up at him, playing with his cum and scooping it across her lips and tongue.
The night had just started and Sir had other plans for her virgin ass.
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