My boss

I can always look forward to seeing him there,Tanned buttery skin, dark hair.The days here are so long I’d be at a loss,If wasn’t for my sexy boss.Almost twice my age,I fantasize about making his lap my stage.The look in his eye tells me he’s had the same thought,I could feel his eyes on me with every instinct.Tired from a long day,I went up to his office with things to say.Employees have been arriving lateBut that cologne acted as bait.Engulfing me in its flame,I whispered Sincan Escort his name.His eyes met mine,I had to have him this time.My pussy throbbed with need,Desperate for his seed.My lips suddenly dry I used my tongue to wet them,He pulled my shirt at the hem.Falling against him I leaked even more,“You drive me crazy dressed like a pretty whore,”His words brushed my skin,Against his bulging cock I was pinned.His big strong Etlik Escort hands grabbed my round ass so fiercely,I whimpered loudly,“Please..” It escaped my lips,And so he lifted me by my hips.Long legs wrapped around his waist,Tugging at his pants with haste.My skirt lifted and no panties to be found,He growled low and I shuddered at the sound.Then his pulsing heat was against my core.“So fucking wet, I need more,”He Çankaya Escort invaded me, stretched meI threw my head back and screamed.So tight and he so wide,It was torture and bliss as he rushed inside.“Finally! Finally!” He cheeredI was thrown to the floor and he was instantly at my rear.His hand prints imprinted on my soft tanned cheeks,The spanking didn’t stop until my whimpering was weak.Then he spread me with his hands and rammed in his cock,I buckled and came from the euphoric shock.So deep it hurt like I never thought it could,But oh my God it hurt so good.Suddenly I was yanked back by my hair,And then his hot cum was everywhere.In my mouth, on my faceDripping down to third base.“Six o’clock tomorrow, come get some more.”He left me sticky and sore,I’m really going to enjoy being his whore.