Ride that dick

Mr. Reynolds climbed onto the desk, and ripped a hole into the ass of his pants.

"Sir…" you say, shocked, "are you okay?"

"No!" He shouts, ripping his briefs open. "I don't know what I'm doin- AHH!"

Both of you groan as he sinks down on your dick. He instantly begins to fuck himself, slowly, as he jumps up and down on your dick.

"Ah… fuck… what's going on…" Mr. Reynolds moans as he rides your dick.

He rips open his shirt, revealing a fine layer of hair adorning his chest that runs down his abdomen. He begins playing with his nipples, squeezing them and cupping his large pecs as he rode your dick.

"This is so wrong…" Mr. Reynolds groaned, "I have a wife… children… I'm straight…"

You quietly let out a moan. His description of a heterosexual life turned you on immensely. You watched as he tore his pants even more, so he could fish out his rock hard dick, and begun stroking it. He moaned at the pleasure, continuing to flex his arse as he bounced up and down on your cock.

"Mmm… oh yeah…" he begun to moan.

The stimulation of the nipple play, masterbating and intense fucking caused Mr. Reynolds to explode all over you, hitting you in the face, and soaking your shirt. Tasting his cum, you shot your load right up his hole, pumping jets of cum up his arse. Breathing heavily, he got off the desk, collapsing in his chair, wincing a little as he sat down. You grinned, as you wondered what would happen next.