Jordan rims her to orgasm

Veevee purred. "And you're up again," she told her old boss. "We've got time for something special if you like," she said.

"Oh babe," Jordan said. He sat back in his leather-covered desk chair, naked to the waist but still wearing his expensive shirt, tie, and watch.

"Anything Rashida doesn't do for you?" Veevee said.

"I got up her butt, Vee," Jordan said with a big grin. "On her birthday. She came when I got her ass cherry."

"Aren't you the smooth talker," Veevee said.

"She told me you convinced her, actually," Jordan said. "Said you'd got me well trained. Talked her through all that stuff."

Veevee laughed. "I told her not to tell!" she said. "Spoil my surprise."

"She really loved it. We're doing it regular now, Sunday after church," Jordan said. "Come home, shower, up the butt, another shower, li'l nap, then Sunday dinner with Momma. Only thing she won't go for is kissing ass."

"Mmm. that what you're missing?" Veevee said. She wiggled her butt. "I'm all clean for you."

"Babe," Jordan said. "Yeah. Spread 'em for me."

Veevee rose and bent over the desk, spreading her broad buttocks with her hands.

"Fuck, what a beauty," Jordan said. Her pussy lips were thick and swollen, protruding between the blonde tails of her bush. A few drops of his pearly seed clung to them. Her anus was a broad, deep pink, wrinkled star, and squeaky clean as promised.

Jordan wheeled his chair up. He covered Veevee's pale hands with his brown ones and bent forward.

Veevee moaned as Jordan licked her butthole. She listened to his little sounds of satisfaction. "Honey, yes, ohhhh..." she sighed. "Oh lover, ohhhh. Oh, yesyesyes."

Veevee listened to Jordan's breath getting deeper and faster with his excitement. His hands were warm and strong over hers, spreading her butt wide.

"My clit, hon," Veevee said.

Jordan moved one hand down under his chin, found Veevee's clit with the ease of familiarity, pinched it in two fingers and stroked the wet bud with his thumb.

"Good boy, yeah," Veevee said.

Jordan stiffened his tongue and pressed it into Veevee's anal ring. Her ass opened and took him in.

"Oh, GOOD boy." Veevee moaned. "So deeeep, oh."

He twiddled his thumb hard over her clit. Her hips made a quick little jolt. He had her.

"AHH, FUCK!" Veevee cried out, Her hips bucked and she ground her cunt and ass back at Jordan. Jordan stayed with her as best he could as she came on his fingers and tongue, her orgasm clenching her body tight and bucking loose again and again, until she let herself go limp.

Jordan laughed, a low rumble of satisfaction. "Hey there. Now that's my nasty-ass secretary."

"Execu, execunt, ass..." Veevee stammered. "Fuck it, can't talk." Her legs trembled.

"I like having a hot execunt ass," Jordan said. "And making her happy."

Veevee nodded, her cheek still on the desktop. "Happy," she said.

"Your legs are shaking, come sit in my lap," Jordan said.

Veevee sat her bare butt crosswise on Jordan's bare thighs. His hard cock pressed against the side of her buttock. His arms circled round, cradling her on his lap.

"How can I make you happy, lover?" Veevee asked.

"Oh, you do make me happy, Vee," Jordan said.

"I meant what do you want to do with this?" she asked, squeezing Jordan's erection. Despite the myths about black men, Jordan's penis was medium size, but it was nice looking. Uncircumcised like Hank's. Nice for sucking. And she'd taught him how to use it well. She'd already collected one nice bang over his desk this afternoon.