time for some make-up

“You wanted a taste didn’t you?” you say with a sly smile on your face. Irina saunters over to you, pulling you by the back of your head into another passionate kiss before breaking away from you and looking down as her hands work your zipper loose. Careful not to damage the goods. When she gets your zipper down she tugs your shorts down a bit, springing your cock free. A Russian curse comes from her mouth and although you aren’t sure what it was, it had to be a compliment.

“Nine inches” you say, answering her unspoken question. She looks up at you, her eyes as big as saucers and you know her boyfriend has nothing close to this. Inwardly you grin grows, he may be a millionaire soccer player but you’re about to show his girlfriend what a real cock feels like.

“My God…” she says, you can tell she’s getting more turned on by the thought as her bare hand comes in contact with your throbbing member. Biting your lip you know all that pressure that built up from being stuck under your waistband isn’t going to help you last long. Luckily Irina doesn’t waste time as her lips are soon taking in the tip of your cock.

“Fuck…” you grip the arms of the couch again as you feel her tongue flick over your sensitive tip, sending your nervous system crazy. Satisfied with your reaction her lips move down your shaft inch by inch. A few times she pulls up after gagging before finally her lips all the way around your swollen cock.

“God…I knew those lips would be perfect” you moan as you feel the warmth of her mouth take you in as she begins bobbing her head up and down. Her hand stroked you at the base, making sure your dick had some sort of attention at all times. Every now and then her tongue would flick out over the head, sending an extra wave of pleasure through you.

Reaching down you ran your hands through her hair, grabbing lightly as she increased her speed. “Fuck…” her other hand is fondling your balls and you know at this rate it’ll only be a matter of time before you’re blowing your load. “Irina…gonna…cum soon” you managed to get out as she responds by bobbing her head faster.

With a sudden pop she pulls away to your cock much to your dismay and begins jerking you furiously. “I want you to give me my make-up” she tells you, her accent coming through as she looks up at you with her sultry gaze.

“Ahh, fuck…here it comes! This is what you wanted!” with a series of jerks your dick shoots out rope after rope of come onto the waiting face and mouth of Irina Shayk. You can’t remember the last time you shot that much cum from a blowjob or even in sex! Finally your orgasm subsides and your dick starts to wilt in her grasp.

“Mmm” she coos, licking some of the cum from her lips, getting up off her knees she moves to the sink to grab a towel and wipe down the rest of her face. “After that I can’t let you walk out of here without stuffing me.” Looking at Irina, you see her bald pussy glistening with wetness, showing how turned on she had been just from a blowjob. Glancing at your watch you see a considerable amount of time has passed as well. Do you risk going for round two or get back to work before you’re late?