Ernest Sinclaire V, The Boss

It's thursday night. Employees and staff have left the building hours ago yet only you and your boss, Ernest Sinclaire V, are the only ones remained.

You straddles his lap while his hands go over your waist as you both exchange a heated and passionate kiss.

His hands enter your back and slowly makes his way to your nipples as his plays them. You break out a moan but continue to kiss him, more passionate than ever as you lost yourself over him.

He breaks off the kiss and takes your clothes off, one by one. Left only with your boxers, he claims your right nipple with his mouth as he plays.

"Oh my God..." you moan.

You comb his hair, completely lost with the sensation. Soon after, he removes his clothes except with his underwear. You tug on his bulging hardon while you kiss him. You kneel down and remove his underwear as you taste his shaft back and forth.

He lulls his head back and combs your hair, moaning in satisfation. Suddenly, he grabs your head and throath fucks you.

"Yeeeeeeeeessssss...." He moans. He stops ramming in your mouth as you gasp for air.