Fine back to the story

Removing the tension wrench and your three ridged rake from the kit you plunged the tools into the lock. Applying the ever so slightest pressure to wrench with the side of your thumb, you started to work the individual key pins. It took only a couple of bumps with the rake to get the first driver pin into place. As it fell into place you felt the tension wrench and lock twist a little denoting your success. The second and third were just as simple. The last pin was a bit more finicky. No amount of jostling seemed to get it to stick.

Focus.

Sigh.

You placed an ear to the door again hoping for some sounds of encouragement from Tanya.

Her moans were quicker and louder.

All the motivation you needed.

Again you worked the last pin.

Till click.

Unlocked.

See no Larry sue here!

Sorry continue.

Turning the handle ever so slightly you pushed it open by the literally fucking millimeter till you could see Tanya.

(Please note the author does not condone spying on individuals without their consent. With their consent though enjoy that shit because it’s hot as fuck!)

Both of Tanya’s legs were raised on top of her desk. The right resting on a stack of papers with a pair of purple panties dangling off the ankle while her left heel was braced against the front of her desktop computer pushing it back into drywall. Arched in the beige office chair, her head dangled over the back with her curled black hair raining down like vines.

Tanya’s mouth hung open pink plump lips belting out heated moans. The ironed and pressed navy blue dress she had on messily yanked back to her large tits. Each buck of her hips sent waves of motion through her midsection. Her plump belly rocking back and forth matching the rhythm set by her feverish fingers followed closely behind by her breasts which seemed to ripple a second or two after. Seeing Tanya’s body bounce you couldn’t help but fantasize about how hard you could get her moving pounding away at her doggy style.

Growing frustrated at the minuscule mosquito sized crack in the door you had to view her from. You got bolder, inching it open even wider till you caught sight of the grand prize. Tanya’s sopping wet pussy.

Drifting to her inner lips she moved up and down the length of her slit in tiny circles upping the pressure with each successful pass. Getting her groove Tanya mercilessly massacred her poor pussy attacking it with the same fervor as a full speed jackhammer. Loving the rough treatment she raised the ante as her clit poked out from its sheath. Still working her lips with one hand she brought the other down to her clit and delivered a small love tap. Tanya’s hips bucked backwards with the sudden explosion of pain and pleasure. Breathing heavily she bit down on her lip and delivered another slap followed by another and yet another. Barely rebounding from the previous blow before delivering the next she relished in the rapid release of endorphins with each successive slap.

Recalling your previous conquests and the white glove treatment needed around that particularly sensitive bit of anatomy you thought it safe to say Tanya enjoyed it a fair bit rougher than the average gal.

…genius.

The external stimulation of her fingers was good but Tanya soon craved more.

She needed

Something fuller.

Something deeper.

Something penetrative.

Giving her poor abused clit a moment’s rest she separated her juicy mocha-colored inner lips and exposed the bright pink of her vagina. Without a moment’s hesitation she slipped her middle finger inside.

There’s a go fuck yourself joke around here somewhere but I seem to have misplaced it.

Dialing back the clitoral action to furious rubbing she focused on the digit now. Tensing her muscles she sucked in the finger right up to the knuckle. Curling her finger she attempted to pull it out. The tight grip her walls had on the digit made the act extremely difficult but also extremely pleasurable. Every nerve ending inside her pussy fired as her finger inched out sending cascading explosions of pleasure throughout Tanya.

One finger was pleasant.

But

Tanya craved more.

Slipping in a second finger was nice.

But not enough

The third was closer but still lacked the fullness she craved.

She needed cock.

Tanya thought back to the big bulge tucked away in your boxers.

Tanya fantasized about what it’d feel like.

It’d feel so good having you plunge inside her.

Tanya would take every last inch.

She wanted you to fucking fill her.

Bury your cock deeper inside her than anyone else ever had.

You’d absolutely stuff her.