“Hmm… Xnxx.com His cock would be hard and pulsing and thrusting hard inside me as I moaned about being naked on my knees under my boss’s desk, sucking his dick all afternoon while he ran conference calls. I leaned back against his chest, feeling the rise and fall of his every breathe as I curled my hand around the back of his neck so that my lips were near his ear again. Finally with an unexpected decisiveness, I turned to him and smiled. I know you’ll be drunk when you get home.”
“And why are you so sure of that?” I laughed. For him the idea of me subjecting myself to such a raw kind of defilement to taunt and tease him was the ultimate in female control, and it was something that he had always encouraged in me.
