Reward Meghan

That look makes your blood boil for your secretary. "That was excellent, Meghan! You are a quick learner. You deserve a reward!" you say as you remove your pants and boxers, making sure you are in sight of Amanda. Conveniently, she is over the table facing toward the couch, looking up at you with tears and makeup streaming down her face. You sit on the couch, your cock pointing up out of your lap. "Come sit on my lap, Meghan."

She walks over, her eyes still blazing with erotic need and victory. She stands in front of you.

"Turn around and sit on my cock. Show this girl how good girls get rewarded." Amanda keeps watching. Your secretary follows your command, turning to face the shackled interloper. She reaches beneath her and finds your cock, sitting on it. Meghan moans as she slides slowly down your pole, putting her hands on her knees when she bottoms out. She quivers as she sits with your cock inside her. You reach around her and cup a breast on one hand, fingers rolling her nipple, and you slide the other hand down to her pussy, rubbing her clit. "Spread your knees apart, so Amanda gets a good view." She moans as she complies.

Amanda watches you. She could look away, but she doesn't. She's too turned on to look away, even when she's being humiliated. She's going to be much fun to mess with.

Meghan starts bouncing on your cock, grinding down when she hits bottom, moaning as she goes. "Oh, sir, your cock feels so good inside me. It fills me up and makes me come so hard!"

Amanda squirms on the coffee table, her mouth open and panting. Her face is less than a foot from Meghan's pussy, her eyes watching intently as your cock slides in and out. She occasionally looks up to watch you grope Meghan's breasts. She whimpers, trying to move her hands toward her own cunt.

Meghan is now bouncing quickly on your johnson, all talk replaced by deep moans of passion.

You gaze at Amanda as her lust continues to rise. She needs something to do. You pull down on Meghan's body, stopping her from bouncing. You can feel your cock head nestled in Meghan's fluttering cervix. You scoot forward on the couch, bringing Meghan's pussy right up close to Amanda's mouth. "Suck her clit, make her cum," you say with a growl. Her eyes flash at you and she gasps. "Do it!"

She leans forward stretching out her swan neck, and captures Meghan's clit in her lips. She closes her eyes and moans loudly as she starts sucking it.

"Oh! Sir! Oh!" Meghan squeals as she starts slowly rising and falling on your cock, not letting Amanda lose lip lock on her privates. She reaches down and grabs Amanda's head and holds her to her pussy as she moves. "Oh, Sir! Oh, God!

You move both hands up to grope her tits and pinch her nipples. A moan that turns into a squeal rises from your secretary's throat, rising and falling for the next minute. Amanda must be doing some job on your secretary's clit, because Meghan's body starts quivering like a leaf in the wind, and her moans go up an octave. Meghan bounces on your cock and her cunt is squeezing you. You can feel your balls tighten and you know you will explode soon.