Blowing It Sub

I smirk at him, seeing him shoot me an expectant look, while Tiffanny smugly stares at me. O puse, enjoying the attention, as I notice from the corner of my eyesight, Tiffany's still holding my leash in her right hand. Not paying it any notice, I find myself rather enjoying the idea of what was being suggested, and broadly smiling, I reply, "Oh, I have a way to make sure you get more then some photos to remember us by.", leeting out a sigh as I move down to the the floor, slowly, legs folded to my sides, as I move toward hi slowly, catching his anitiapation shining down at me, even as a smugness shies down at me.

I puse, my head between his legs, smiling up at him as he moves his right hand through my hair. Smirking up at him, I giggle, rubbing my hands on his pants, noticing a bulge in his pants. I puse, smiling up at him before teasingly retorting, "Don't need to be too gentle now. This is your treat after all, and I want you to enjoy it."

He chuckles, staring down at me, his left hand on my shoulder, his right moving through my hair, "I'll keep that in mind." Managing to remain casual, not letting any hesitation show as I reach over, and while still smiling broadly, open the zipper to his pants. I let out a "Deep!", giggling in surprise, as his member bounces up at me, seemingly being propelled right at my face. I puse, smiling up at his face, keeping my gaze locked on hard to his eyes, even as I move my tongue slowly along his rock-hard member, working slowly from base up to the tip. Pusing, I rub the tip of my tongue on the tip, rubbing it softly as I giggle absentmindedly.

Tiffany makes an amused chortling sound, messaging his shoulders before suavely whispering, "Don't worry, love, she's used to it." To which he makes an amused note, his right hand moving to the base of my neck, moving his grip casually, slowly tightening. I smile up his way, moving my tongue along the length of his member once more. He smiles down, pleasure starting to show as I work to please.

He moves his hand to behind my neck, and as I pause at the tip, I feel him ... encouraging me to be more adventurous, and I giggle as his rock-hard member is brought into my mouth. I gasp, feeling his mmber bump into the back of my mouth. I moan through it, chasing his smile grow, before letting it out to the tip. With out hetitating a moment, my lips clasp upon his cock, and swiftly I work to please him, using my tongue and lips upon his member to please him.

In a moment, he pounds his pole down into my willing body, holding a hand on my neck firmly, rubbing down and into my neck. I gasp, orgasming as he stretches my throat, as I submissively act to please him, rubbing my lips and tongue upon him. Tiffny, still slowly messaging him, "Such a nasty little slut, hmm? She lives to please, unencumbered by clothes. Just enjoy it.... It's her only aim, the naughty Slut.

He nods, making a 'heh' sound, even as he roughly plunges his cock down into my mouth and throat, using my neck to please himself. I find myself enjoying being so used, as my right hand moves to my shaved mound, casually playing with myself, even as my mind's only goal is to be used by him. Moaning though it, I felt myself orgasm hard and easily, even as his cocked streaes my thoughts out. I felt him plunging deep and rough into my throat, happy I don't have a gg relex, as I keep my tongue tightly wrapped around his member.

Focusing on pleasing him, my left hand gravitates to grab my breast, rhythmically grasping and squeezing it for his entertainment, or at least, what I tell myself. I orgasm hard as Tiffany whispers something into his right ear, and he chuckles back, before whispering back her way, even as he pounds my throat hard. I orgasm again, enjoying the experience, as he uses me, forcefully ploughing himself down my throat as I moan loudly. Each forward moment sends him deeper down my throat, and I gasp hard as he claims me... I submit to him fully, enjoying being so used and taken, even noting someone stick their head over the cubicle wall, stealing a look before diapering just as fast.

My pleasure rises with his own, and I orgasm again as his balls bounce against my chin. I moan loudly, feeling him roughly claim me for my pleasure, as Tiffany massages his shoulders. I notice my cheeks slowly gaining a deeper and deeper reddish hue as he thrusts himself in and out of my mouth and neck. I gasp in surprise as suddenly, and without warning, he holds his cock balls-deep down into my throat.

Moaning, I work my lips and tongue to their utmost to please him, my mind not worried about anything else, even as he forcefully plunges his rock-hard member deep down my throat again and again. I feel my own orgasms exploding within me with increasing regularity, as I feel increasing amounts of pleasure from submitting to him. My desire flows through me. I moan loudly as his cock plunges deep, periodically being held deep down into my throat. I gasp as he holds me tightly in place, mt eyes watering slightly as he roughly claims me, to which I give myself too fully.

Gasping, I blink in rapid succession as he holds his member buried deep down into me, longer than ever before. I work to please him, even as he keeps it down, feeling my desire for breath grow. Much to my surprise, I move my hand to his leg, but not to pull him out, but rather to keep his member buried deep down, even as I struggle for a breath.

Tiffany giggles, watching with a smug expression from behind him, her hands moving along his shoulders, watching intently, enjoying seeing the fruits of her efforts already bearing fruit, noting with interest how I'm actually letting him dominate me for his whims. He smiles down at me, enjoying every moment, as I find myself holding him deep down my throat. I gasp and moan, the sound muffled as we hold him buried down deep inside my mouth and throat. When he finally pulls out, I gasp loudly, my breath ragged.

The moment lasts all too briefly before his next thrust forcefully sends it down deep into my throat. I gasp, even as I instinctively work to please him. With my lips and tongue tightly wrapping around him and my left hand holding tightly to him, I work my best to please him, giving in completely as I moan loudly. Feeling my pleasure rising. I find myself only caring to let him keep at it. Soon, his speed increases, and yet I keep my gaze aimed upward, and I cry out from around his cock, as my pleasure rises with his speed. It's not long before he holds himself down once more, this time pinching my nose. I only have to wait a few moments before feeling his load exploding into my throat.

I have to work not to gasp in surprise, having to swallow several times forcefully to get it down... and just in time for yet more to explore into me. After a bit, he pulls out most of the way, rubbing himself along my lips until he gets every drop into my willing, waiting mouth. Moments later, he retracts, pulling himself back into place, before grasping me by the chin, "Good job... That was quite enjoyable. Run along now, as I'm sure there are others in deed of such. 'motivation rewards' from a naughty scrumpet like yourself.

Tiffany chortles at that, "Don't worry, I'll take care of that. You'll be seeing her around." Moments before, I find myself being pulled up and a ong, even before I can get it all down, let alone catch a breath. She pulls me along, smirking, "You did well, Hoe. You'll fit in great here... as the office toy, but still...."