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Mr. Madisen looked down at her, grabbed her hips in his hands and lifted her body to his.
A sense of completion, of fullness, began to spread through Sandy as her pussy stretched around Mr. Madisen’s engorged cock. She purred when he removed one of his hands and returned it to her chest, kneading those big, beautiful tits that so obsessed him.
He moved back and forth in slow, cautious strokes, obviously wanting her to be ready before he shoved deep. She tried to urge him in, to make him move quicker, but he was enjoying his meticulous pace.
“Please,” Sandy begged, sucking her lip between her teeth and looking up at Mr. Madisen’s powerful, gorgeous chest, “please fuck me, Mister Madisen. Please shove that dick all the way in me. I can’t take anymore! You’re teasing me so badly. All your dirty secretary wants is for you to fuck her and suck all this milk out of her tits.” She affected a sort of little-girl voice and gave one of her tits a squeeze, letting more liquid run down her hand before she stuck her finger in her mouth and licked it off.
Either the dirty talk, or the playing with her body and licking made Mr. Madisen change his mind about how fast to bury himself in her pussy.
“How’s this?” He asked, as his cock’s head disappeared inside his secretary, the walls of her vagina squeezing him, p
ulling him inside and refusing to let go. “Mmm... you’re so warm,” he said, massaging her waist, “so wet, so tight.” He arched his back toward her, pushing in another inch. “I love the way you’re gripping me, this snatch is so good, Sandy, I never want to stop fucking you.” He pulled his prick halfway out, and then stroked in again, giving her another inch.
She sighed, leaned her head back and closed her eyes. “Do whatever you want with my body, Mister Madisen,” she said, “I’m all yours whenever you want me.”
“Good,” he said, pushing forward, “I’ll remember that.”
Elation flooded Sandy again the instant she felt Mr. Madisen’s smooth, heavy balls come to rest against her. She moved her hips again, trying to work him just a little deeper, and then started to rotate them.
“Put your feet straight out,” Mr. Madisen said, his voice barely above a whisper. “Straight out in front of you, yes, like that.”
He used his weight and his considerable strength to pull Sandy into a sitting position with his cock still inside her. Her tits, she realized as soon as his lips found one of her pebbled, pink, aching nipples, were right in his face.
She almost lost it again.
Sandy clutched Mr. Madisen’s head to her breast and pumped her hips hard and fast. He suckled her, one hand squeezing her tit and the other around the small of her back, holding her body against him.
Looking down, the milk dripping out of Mr. Madisen’s lips and smearing across her pale, barely-freckled skin flicked another switch inside of Sandy. She tossed her head back, flipping her hair out of the way so she could watch this beautiful man sucking her tits. He moved to the other, kneading her, hungrily filling his mouth with her fluid and trying his best to keep it from dribbling out, although she had built up so much that proved impossible. The more he licked and gulped, the more she gave him. He seemed insatiable, and that just made Sandy happier.
She could not really comprehend how this all made her feel at that moment, looking at him and watching the obvious and intense pleasure he was getting from her body, from that thing that she had been so terribly embarrassed about not an hour ago. She rocked her hips forward, back, and forward again in time with the squeezes he gave her breast and the circles his tongue took around her nipple when he opened his lips for a breath.
Sandy Jackson felt, for the first time in her life, like she was every ounce as sexy, beautiful and fascinating as this man told her she was. Everyone else just said the words, she thought, moaning as he locked his lips around her again, this one goes through with them, this one shows me how special I am.
That familiar warmth crept up her belly and over her chest in a flush. Mr. Madisen was breathing hard, obviously straining to keep his balls from erupting inside her. Unbelievably, she was close to a second cum. In truth, the first one never really stopped, as the pulsating walls of her pussy reminded her.
Feeling bold, she put a finger under Mr. Madisen’s chin and lifted his head. They locked eyes for a moment before she playfully pushed him backwards until the carped made a koosh sound under his weight. He grabbed two handfuls of Sandy’s ass, massaging her hard and lifting her off his body then thrusting up to meet her with a deep stroke of his cock.
Using her legs as pistons, she bounced up until he almost fell out, and then slammed back down, surprising even herself with her urgency. Mr. Madisen relaxed his head on the carpet and let a pleasured laugh escape his lips. He drove upward so hard his balls slapped against Sandy’s perfect, round ass again and again and again.
Seconds later, she felt his thick forearms on her back, pulling her forward until Mr. Madisen’s mouth found her tits again. He held her in place, pumping his hips up and down as hard and as fast as he could, his heavy ballsack making a thwack each time he slammed her with his thick, ready-to-burst cock.
She held her breath for what felt like a lifetime. Mr. Madisen pushed his hips up, grabbed both of her tits in his hands and squeezed. Her milk dribbled out of his mouth, pooled at the base of his neck, and Sandy’s clit grinded hard against his muscular pubis.
Her breath caught in her throat on the way out, and she felt Mr. Madisen’s tool enlarge inside her body just as a spurt of juice forced its way out of her.
“Oh-oh-ohmigod!” Sandy squealed as her walls handcuffed Mr. Madisen again, this time massaging his shaft with the pulsating waves of her climax. A happy moan slipped out of her lips, and her boss grunted hard when the first jet of his cum filled her pussy the same way her milk filled his mouth.
He lay his head back and moaned a baritone “Ooooohhhnnnnnnn...” as his cock pumped again, filling his naughty secretary with a load that dripped out of her sex to mix with all the juice collecting at the base of his dick. Just then, Sandy began to shake again, and noises she had never heard came out of her, from somewhere very deep inside. Her walls squeezed the last drop out of Mr. Madison, and started to convulse even harder than before.
She grit her teeth, the cords on her neck stood out and every muscle in her body clenched as if to try and keep together. Then in one instant, one unbelievable split-second, it all released. Another gush of fluid sprayed around Mr. Madisen’s cock and her breasts, still clutched in his hands, filled his mouth, and covered the side of his face. She shook uncontrollably, and he held her tight against him, not letting her go. Her entire world melted into a surreal painting of shades of white that washed over her, filled her being, and wrapped her like a blanket.
Finally, completely spent, and completely relieved of every ounce of tension and strain, Sandy collapsed against Mr. Madisen, who wrapped an arm around her back and nestled her head against the crook of his neck.
They remained in the floor, in each other’s arms, for a few minutes until both of them had caught enough breath to get up and dress.
“What are you going to do about this?” Mr. Madisen asked with a grin, holding up the panties that Sandy had ripped. “I’d hate for you to have to sit around the office the rest of the day with nothing to keep all that juice from dripping out.”
She had to laugh, but genuinely had no idea. “I... I couldn’t tell you. I mean, yeah, this is going to make a mess if I don’t do something about it.” She chewed her lip again.
