How do you want me?
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Erotica › Het - Male/Female
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Category:
Erotica › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
11
Views:
5,444
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Two
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Two
"Not a problem." I crawled under the desk, shuffling to face his groin. "You won't even know I'm here." Easing his dick out of his underwear I hear a grunt but he doesn't attempt to stop me and I'm able to hear him typing as I stroke over his skin.
With him continuing to work I take my time, nibbling down his length with my lips and planting hot, sticky kisses over the head. He shifts, spreading his legs to give me more room and slouches in his chair, pushing his way into my eager mouth. When I hear typing again I settle a hand on his thigh, the other working the base of his dick.
A few minutes in and he pushes himself away from me with his feet planted hard on the floor, his dick getting free of my mouth with a soft pop and a good amount of slobber. When I look up at him he pats his thighs and I clamber into his lap.
"I thought you were busy?"
"Due a break, actually."
With his hands guiding me I settle against him, feeling his dick pushing deep into me. Once all the way in I stay still for a moment until fingers are tapping my ass impatiently. Firm hands move me the way he wants and I arch my back, hands on his shoulders to keep my balance. Things are kept slow and I grind against him every time I sink down, trying to get him moving me faster.
"Mm?"
"I want to move faster."
"Oh?"
"I've been good, daddy."
There's no response immediately as he looks down, watching his dick disappear into me. I bite my bottom lip. The waiting is killing me just as much as the slow movements.
"Ride my dick."
It was a demand I was happy to go along with. His hands started on my ass, fingers stroking up my back and over shoulder blades, finally grabbing hair. The yank forced my head backwards as I pushed down, filling myself with his dick repeatedly. His hand that held my hair kept a good enough grip, pulling down constantly, stopping me from moving my head.
With a tightened hold on his shoulders I was able to keep moving at a fast pace, dropping down into his lap hard as his grip dragged my head down, bending me backwards until I could see his monitor upside down. I feel him push up against me, meeting my movements and he tugs on my hair a final time as he comes.
"Yeah... You have been good."