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Chapter 8
by F star
Send them up?
Tell her I'm with a client
You tell the receptionist to send the next interviewee home and slam the phone down without even waiting for a response. The man in your office has stopped thrusting out of either confusion of politeness. You look back at him with a rapacious smile and slap his thigh hard, telling him not to stop. He returns the slap. You arch your back and cry out in painful ecstasy as you both pick up the pace.
Your dripping pussy is fully relaxed and all you want know is that dick deeper and harder. Before you can beg him for a pounding there is a knock at the door. The receptionist had obviously sent your next interview up before calling you in an attempt to be helpful. You scream at the person at the door to hold on a minute.
You have a hot cock inside of you and you are foaming at the mouth to keep it inside, hammering away. However, the thought of someone at the door listening to you get your pussy pounded tickled your exhibitionist streak and the thought of them watching was was even more tantalizing. If you were thinking clearly you would never consider that an option but the cock inside you is driving you so wild that your priorities have shifted.
What's your next move?
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