I Still Dream About That Ass
Date: 7/4/2016, Categories: Anal, Author: pinkysurprise, Source: LushStories
In the middle of the empty office after everyone else had gone home, she leaned back against me. I sucked hard on her neck and grabbed her tits, rolling her nipples between my fingers. My cock throbbed, nestled between her cheeks, and she swiveled her hips, grinding against me. Her dress and lacey bra lay discarded on the floor next to my pants and shirt. My boxers had been flung across the room. She was still wearing a mesh thong and fishnets with garters. She knew the garters drove me crazy. She gasped as I pushed her down in front of me. The desk was exactly the right height for her bend over. Excited, she reached forward to grip the far edge. Her breasts and stomach were flat against the desktop. I gripped her hips and pulled her roughly against me. My cock pressed against the already damp mesh of her underwear, straining at the thin fabric separating us. I grabbed the back of her thong and tugged up so it pulled tight against her clit. I was rewarded with a surprised cry of pleasure. I loosened my grip and pressed my cock against her again, and then pulled once more on her underwear. I kept tightening and loosening my grip, rhythmically tightening the fabric against her. My cock still pressed against her, and as the fabric rubbed against the sensitive tip of my head, I could feel her get more and more wet. Her breathing was short and shallow with anticipation when I finally pulled her thong to one side and rubbed the head of my cock between her lips. She was dripping ...