Not A Pencil Dick!

Then after she got a taste of pre-cum, Van Wolfe removed her head from my cock and insulted me. “You know I always thought that you had a pencil dick!”

That inflamed my senses, so I bolted up and grabbed Van Wolfe’s arm and quickly spun her around, forcing her over the desk, her right leg on the desktop, her left leg in my hand so I had a perfect angle to stuff my “pencil dick” into her pussy.
Van Wolfe gasped as my cock bottomed out in her pussy and I just had to make her admit that she was wrong. “So tell me does that feel like a pencil to you?”

“Ohgodno!”
Then she started moaning in pleasure as I fucked her hard and fast. I got a little deranged, when I grasped her throat with my right hand. I didn’t squeeze but she did open her mouth to breathe through.

I found her pussy was tight! Man, Eva could take lessons from Van Wolde on how to tighten her pussy muscles. That is if she cared to improve herself for the man she married.

I noticed in her eyes that Van Wolfe was imploring me to fuck her harder, well that was how I was going to take what the look in her eyes meant. So I took my cock out of her pussy and let Van Wolfe get up. Then I stripped off her skirt off from around her waist and her bra and moved to the office chair and sat down.

“So you want it harder do you Van Wolde, Then come sit down and fuck yourself on my cock!”

Van Wolfe came over, got between my legs and lowered herself onto my cock and commenced moaning in pleasure. She raised and lowered herself faster than I could have done and I had to say I loved the sensation that was building. Then without realizing I unloaded into her pussy. Making Van Wolfe cry out in both pleasure and shock!

Van Wolfe slid off my cockand gently dropped onto the floor in the midst of the cum that dripped out of her pussy.

I spoke up, “Why don’t we continue this dictation tomorrow or say in an hour after we get some rest?”

I don’t know how van Wolfe took that but if her smile was any hint it wasn’t the way I meant it!