Fuck Dawn

"Yes, sir Mr. Thomas," she said.

Dawn looked at you after she closed the door and had a puzzled look on her face.

"Do you have a question, Dawn?"

She smiles and asks, "I was curious why you didn't get mad like you did with me in the cab when she called you sir."

You think a moment and say, "Get up and bend over that desk and pull your skirt up for me."

Dawn smiled, stood up and haply did what she was told, she pulled her black skirt up to her waist and bent over the lawyer's desk.

"You gave me a great blow job back at the bank, but the ride over here while you were sucking the cab drivers dick I got hard again thinking about your pussy and I could see was hungry for some cock." You open up your zipper and let your hard cock pop free.

You pull her panties to the side and rub the head of your dick up and down her pussy feeling her wetness, getting your dick nice and moist and then entering her tight entrance.

She lets out a little gasp as you start slowly at first and then grab her hips and start going harder, still slowly but you pull your dick nearly out and then give it one hard thrust.

You can see the joy in her eyes as her pussy gets filled up with hard cock, each time you pound it. You go faster, and faster as hard as you can as she starts to cum around your dick. At one point, you instruct her that she needs to not make as much noise as you are after all in an office.

You are fucking her as hard as you can; finally, right before you explode and spray your seed into her willing fuck hole, her eyes fill up with glee receiving the gift of your seed once again this time in her more-than eager pussy.

The phone rings, as you pull out your cum-soaked dick and and instruct Dawn to go ahead and sit down as you put your dick back in your pants. You say, " I don't think you need to call me 'sir,' after you take my jizz as we are on the same level, yes I may be paying you, but you have the freedom to walk at any time as your contract stipulates."

The door opens and Jessica walks in with papers in hand. As she bends down to pick up her pen that fell on the ground, you get more ideas.