It's Jim Gavin.

You look up from ravishing Eileen's lush body to see Jim Gavin in your office, standing by the closed door. He smiles and nods at you, gesturing you to continue. Your smile in return is a grimace of lust and you lift the woman's knees and bend her legs back as you thrust into her.

"Oh fuck, so deep, so deep," she moans gasping frantically, her cunt spasms gripping your cock. "You're making me come, oh fuck I'm coming on your cock, oh fuck I'm coming so hard!" her voice rises in pitch as she squeals.

Gavin is leaning against the door, watching the scene with interest, an ironic smile on his face. You pullout of Eileen and roll her over, positioning her on her hands and knees, then grabbing her hips and driving your cock into her, thrusting deep and hard.

Her head hangs down, panting with lust and you fuck her, oblivious to all else. You grab he hair and pull her head back, turning it so she can see her father. She's so blinded by lust that his presence doesn't register on her at first, but when it does she shrieks in dismay, struggling to escape.

"Daddy! Help, Help me. He's **** me, Daddy, Help!" You hold her hips tight and pound your cock into her your orgasm bursting out of her, spurred by her frenzied struggles. Your pulsing cock seems to pump come into her forever, as you groan with guttural satisfaction. She collapses sobbing as you finish, holding out her hands in appeal to her father. You pull out of her and stand up, straightening your clothes. Gavin smiles at you.

"I see you're having a busy morning John. Sorry to interrupt."

"Not to worry Jim, I was just finished here anyway."