What the hell, she could do with a workout
From Create Your Own Story
"Much better than money," you agree as her blouse falls open and she lets it slip off her shoulders and on to her desk. Revealed from beneath it is a dark blue underwired bra, which doesn't look quite up to the task of holding her giant breasts at bay.
"That's it, keep your eyes down there. Imagine I'm someone else", she tells you. "I don't want you in my office tomorrow unable to concentrate on my face because you're thinking of me with my mouth open and groaning, or something." She pauses for a moment. "In fact, don't even speak. Let's just see what happens."
She reaches down and unzips your flies, then hooks your stiffening cock out and rubs it gently. "Ooh, you're bigger than I expected. This is going to be worth my while!"
Kneeling down in front of you, she licks all the way from your balls to the end of your dick and back several times until she's happy that you're ready.
She looks up and catches you watching. "I told you not to look!"
You tilt your head to the ceiling and mumble and apology, then groan as you feel the warmth of her mouth engulfing most of your shaft.
You stroke her hair as she sucks you slowly, and encourage her to go faster and deeper by occasionally pulling her head towards you.
Suddenly you feel her face pressed against your belly and you realise half your cock is down her throat! You can't resist looking down to confirm your senses aren't lying, but as you do she rocks back and gasps for breath. It's no good pretending, she saw you peeping.
"I'm going to stop if you can't stop watching," she growled.
You:
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| Health | {{{Health}}} | Identity:
Jack Foster, Postal Worker |
| MP | {{{MP}}} | |
| Level | {{{Level}}} | |
