"Then come get it," you say to Mrs. Taylor as you sit back in her leather chair comfortably. Turning away from you, Mrs. Taylor looks over her shoulder as she sits back on your lap while reaching between her legs to grab your cock. Your hands run up her bare back as her fingers encircle your cock and guide it up against her waiting and wet pussy. Then, finding the mark, she quickly sits back on you, your cock jamming into her depths.
"Mmmmm" She moans as she lays back against you and starts rotating her hips against your abdomen and crotch. Not wanting to be left out you reach around her and with one hand going to her pussy the other one begins massaging her tits. You're not surprised to find her own hand busily working at her own clit, though she pulls it away to let you sample her moistness. Then, reaching to both sides of the chair she uses the chair arms to help her rise as she begins riding your cock. Her pussy, unlike you would have expected, is tight and wet
"Your husband must love fucking you, you're probably his little cum slut aren't you?" you utter sarcastically as she starts riding you faster, her ass shimmering each time it slaps against your abdomen.
"Yes, I'm his little cum slut," Mrs. Taylor replies, though you're not sure if she means it or it's just because you implied it. You can't help but stare at her beautiful ass as it rises and falls back against you, your cock becoming visible each time for only a moment. Who would have thought I would have been fucking the principle this morning you think to yourself as she starts moving more rapidly her ass becoming a blur. You know you can't take the sensation much longer. |