I’m a 25-year-old Hispanic, 90-60-90. And pretty sexy. I am the personal secretary of the Director of the Houston Oil Extraction Company, where I am permanently surrounded by so many great men! My boss is a very nice person and he would never let me do anything, but he loves to wear tight clothes. I like to wear short skirts and translucent blouses with lace bras and panties, and I’m so excited about men. I often travel with him to various meetings. She says the other side always decides when an intelligent beautiful woman enters. I just love being the center of attention. Now we have Monday morning, I’m at work, and I want it. On Friday I stabbed amazingly and on Saturday I went with another one (we stayed in bed all Sunday!) So I was really horny and couldn’t concentrate on work at all. Do you also get it?
I was wearing small boats, a short blue skirt, and a translucent light blue blouse with pockets on my chest to keep everything from seeing. I was fine and was ready to notice all the men who would notice me. Even the boss praised my appearance (how sexy he is!). I was working at my desk when my favorite messenger arrived with some shipment. He’s not too tall, has dark hair, and his body is rock-solid. I know about it because he took me to lunch a few times and I always fit into my erotic ideas. Anyway, we were a little flirting now. I gave him a good view of the neckline as I stretched to sign the scrutineering and he touched my arm as he took the papers back. Then he asked if I needed help with carrying these things, like a sweet guy! I knew what he wanted and I wanted it too, so I agreed. He picked up the box and followed me through the back of the office to the small chamber. As we entered, I closed the door and asked him to help me reach the high shelf. I shot myself up my skirt and he saw my panties. He took me around my waist and pulled out the end of my shirt.
As he crouched at me from behind, I felt his body and erection. He squeezed his palms under my blouse and massaged my breasts. I pulled my hips back and let him point his hard dick at his ass. He asked me if I didn’t mind and I answered him by turning and a long kiss. While we were kissing, I unbuttoned his shirt so I could feel the touch of his chest. Then I went into the belt and pants. Meanwhile, he took off his blouse and started kissing and sucking his breasts. How I Love It! I have them small enough to take one whole in my mouth and irritate him with tongue and teeth. I was in ecstasy. At the same time, his hands came under his skirt and took off his panties. She could feel his fingers slowly spreading my lips. Then I kissed him from the chest still lower and after a while she took his cock in his mouth.
It was amazing! A little sweet with the scent of a real man with a pinch of sperm at the tip. I licked him and tried to push him as far as he could, and he tugged at my hair. As I smoked that awesome bird, I felt every muscle in his body stretched to crack. After a while he took it out and sat down on the floor. He looked so horny and ready – a half-off shirt, trousers hanging on one ankle and still boots on! I thought how well I chose. He loved me. The floor was cold, but it worked amazingly with my hot guy. His pajamas towered upright, so I had to get on my knees and get on him.
The feeling was indescribable, his dick came into my desire with a wet pussy. We both tried to be quiet so no one could hear us. He stabbed me like a real master – he never let his eyes go out of mine and he kept teasing my whole body with my hands – sometimes he slipped his hand down, held it and we felt it slipping and leaving my pussy. My whole body was shaking when I felt all of it inside. I felt his warmth and pressure as he worked me out – in, out, side to side, riding on him like a wild horse. I lifted my acorn to irritate my clitoris, but his bird wanted to go inside again.
I used all my muscles to push it into myself and start beating on it. When I stopped, he bent and lifted me off the floor. Immediately afterwards, so much that he would never forget it. Even though I was hot, the stream was much hotter and my pussy was literally swimming in a hot mash that slowly poured out of me. I pushed against him, and he held us together until his bird slipped and slipped out. Then we cleared ourselves, finished it with a long kiss, and he asked me to go out for lunch sometimes. I think I’ll go.
