Veevee and Jordan enjoy a slow dance up Veevee's ass

"So close, babe, so close," Jordan said. He rocked his hips, thrusting gently into Veevee's ass as he stood behind her at his desk. His brown hands cupped her pale buttocks, and his gold watch glinted on his wrist.

"Go easy," Veevee said. "Make it last."

"I love your ass so much," he said. His cock swelled inside her.

"Don't I know it," Veevee said. "Don't I know it."

"Miss Rosy, am I doing her good?" Jordan asked.

"Miss Rosy is very pleased," Veevee said. "Kissing and loving up on her and getting everything wet and slick. Knowing you got wood just from that. You're one of Miss Rosy's favorite gentleman callers. She likes your slow dance."

"Oh, Virginia, what did I do to deserve you?" Jordan said. He looked down, watching his slick brown penis sliding bareback in and out of Veevee's anus -- affectionately nicknamed "Miss Rosy." Her sister "Miss Francy", Veevee's pussy, had already received Jordan's ardent tribute that afternoon.

"You're kind and generous," Veevee said. "You always listen to what I say. You love sex. The more we fuck, the better you get. That keeps me coming back. And Hank says you always leave me smiling. Give Miss Rosy more of that slow dance."

"Oh yeah," Jordan said. "Oh yeah."

On the warm summer afternoon, after two hours of the lovers' naked exercise, the air in Jordan's business office was thick with fuck. Male and female sweat mingled with the sweet grass smell of Jordan's seed, Veevee's cunt musk, and now a hint of ass.

"God bless you, Virginia, I'm there," Jordan said. He trembled against her, his fingers digging in deeply to her soft buttocks.

"Give it to me, give it to me," Veevee said.

"OHHHH," Jordan moaned. His hips pumped hard, three times, slapping his belly against Veevee's butt. "Love!" His cock erupted in her ass, spurting freely inside.

"Yes," Veevee said. "Yes. Love you too, boss. Love you too."