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“Not on your fucking life.”
“You calling the cops on a woman who’s naked in your office is going to be interesting.”
I move back then push forward, and she keeps her grip. I’m just slowly fucking myself into her hand. “I don’t need to ever call the cops.”
“So, you’ll just kill me?”
“I might.” I’m thinking about my next move which is pretty fucking hard considering her hand’s on my dick, and I’m thrusting into it, when she drops down to her knees.
She holds my cock in her hand and looks up at me. “Do your worst, but first, let me do my best.”
Magdalena licks my cock, and it’s white heat and pleasure that shoots through me with the contact of her tongue.
Slowly, she licks and kisses and tastes the head, her tongue a world of swirling sensations as her hand works me. And then she starts on the shaft, down and up, and she sucks one of my balls into her mouth which makes me groan, and both balls go tight as my cock jumps.
I slam a hand into the wall and stare down at her. “Oh, holy fuck.”
“Nothing holy about this…”
Magdalena sucks me into her mouth.
I look down and see that her lips are stretched tight and wide over me. She works me down and up, each time going further. It’s a sight I’m going to be beating off to for fucking years.
She starts going at me, tongue sliding when she can, a very slight scrape of teeth that’s got to be deliberate, because it’s not painful, it’s the right level of rough, the right side of intense. She’s so fucking wet. The suction of her mouth is something from the gods.
I slam my other hand into the wall.
“Hands behind your back, Ms. Invisible Cat. Just use your fucking mouth. Suck me down your fucking throat.”
All she does is make a sound that reverberates up along my shaft, and I nearly lose it. She does as she’s told and drops her hands before pushing her head on me more.
She’s divine, and I close my eyes, my body humming and my cock aching with a need that’s tense pleasure and almost pain. I begin to meet her thrust for thrust, going deep and hitting the back of her throat, over and over until she gags. Her reflex makes moves that should be fucking illegal on the head of my dick.
I want to hammer deeper and deeper and just hold it there, have her make me come by her fucking little involuntary moves at the back of her throat.
But I don’t.
I pull out and pull her up by her hair. “I want you to fuck me on my desk.”
“Hendrick…”
My name’s loaded with hushed lust, and I know it’s because of the desk as much as me, but I walk backwards, so fucking stiff I can barely stand it. I want all her holes. Cunt, mouth, ass. And I’m taking them all. But first, I want this more. I want her to fucking ride me on the priceless desk that’s probably making her drip as much as I do.
Fuck, I love a woman with a stylish fetish, and hers for the fine things, is hot. I bet she’d come on the spot if I draped her in stolen jewels.
I shove shit to the floor with one hand. There’s not much on the desk, I keep things clean, but the lamp lands on the floor, casting light up at the ceiling and there’s the thump of books and the mug.
“Get on me, Magdalena and ride my cock.”
“Oh, God…oh, yes…”
She’s already shaking as she shoves me on my back, and I haul her up on me. I’m inside her in seconds, and I pull her in for a hard, filthy kiss before I push her up, so she’s straddling me and bouncing hard on my cock.
I stretch her wide, her cunt lips pulling down as she goes up, and then she slams down on me. The sight of my shaft splitting her wide and disappearing in her is sublime. “All the fucking way up, Cat, and then all the fucking way down. Give me a show.”
“Your wish, Agnossio.”
She tosses her hair. It’s half down now and it ripples. She throws back her head and thrusts out those gorgeous tits for me, and using powerful muscles, rises and falls on me, in measured, hard moves.
