You and I are colleagues at work. Both with slurred personal life. You recently transferred to us from another department, I sometimes noticed you somewhere on the stairs or out of the smoking room. With these stresses, I started smoking again … So many pieces of paper, reports and calculations, lack of personal life, a fee for an apartment, problems with the family … Some kind of black strip of life.
So it is due to relax and take somewhere to the cottage to listen to birds and a little silence for a couple of days. But back to you: I got the impression that you began to smoke more and we more often began to cross your eyes. You were a little embarrassed and after 3 seconds you took your eyes to the sides. “Lord, stop drilling his eyes,” I said to myself. With each of our meetings, I tried to look at you more and more. You had beautiful hands, delicate neck and eyes with a spark. In short, something in you was attractive.
Morning, again. Last night they again made my brain with telephone conversations, the last money was left in my pocket. I feel terribly. Began to dress: stockings, a dark pencil skirt, tight turtleneck, medium-heeled shoes, and a red thin belt, harmonizing with scarlet lips. Spring has just begun, so it was very cold in the morning. Hiding all the beauty of her body under his coat, flew to work.
The chief called into the office and made a brief reprimand for the next piece of paper, but did not even listen to me that this document was supposed to add another Madame.. But when I left the office, I heard my ass was escorted by my ass. Now it’s clear what he invited to himself. Went to the smoking room and met you again. Girls smoked separately from the boys, each in his corner. You stood right near the window, I looked at your strength and long fingers. “How great it would be to lick them …”. You turned in my direction, I smiled and dragged on again with a cigarette.
Put her lips with a tube and released smoke in your direction. You poured an eyebrow and barely smiled. I finished smoking and decided to get to the toilet. It was located just along the corridor from the smoking room. Entering the toilet I saw a window open for plowing, I was blowing an ice draft. Thin stockings did not save the winds and I was covered with goosebumps from head to toe. Going to the window, tried to close it, but even the presence of heels did not help – I did not get. I jumped into the corridor and at that moment almost crashed into your chest.
-Help, please, close the window, my height does not grind. We need men’s hands.
You looked, good smiled and answered:
-With pleasure.
I jumped back into the toilet room and became next to the window.
-Here, look, I will not literally rick me a couple of centimeters, and I can’t turn the pen.
You began to examine how I stretched out, how my chest and ass jump. Then he came up and put his hand on my lower back. I gave a little, from such a turn of events. You silently raised your hand and closed the window. Turned to me and looked at me with a satisfied face. Your hand all this time continued to lie just above the ass.
– You understand what service you need to answer the service? – You smiled insidiously
I did not know what you were up to, but the pulse has become more frequent, your hand and this look … Something trembled inside me. I decided to continue your game.
– What are you in return?
– Kiss me until I say “enough”.
I was embarrassed. You pulled me more tightly. Now my chest has crashed into you. I looked at you so eagerly in the smoking room, and now you are standing, hugging and asking you to kiss you. How wonderful it is! I put my hands on your shoulders, walked smoothly on my neck and put my hand in your hair. Gently pulled you to her and dug her lips. You began to write something incredible in language. I flared up even more. I pulled away a little, took your palms and laid them to my chest.
Passion flared up at such a speed that it was impossible to stop. I climbed to your pants, felt your cock and remembered about your fingers that I wanted to lick. Without removing one hand from your tense friend, the other took your hand and defiantly laid your index finger in her mouth. He gradually disappeared, inside it was met by my brilliant tongue. I heard a response in my pants, you got excellent. I removed my hand and now you yourself held your finger in my mouth, an extension of it to drive him back and forth, held the rest of the hand on my neck. I unfastened everything I need and lowered the thin fabric of panties from you.
I hugged your cock with my hands and began to slowly stroke it. I easily touched my lips. You exhaled. He leaned his hands on the sink behind his back. Gradually I began to absorb a member, reached the middle and writing circles with my tongue, returned back. You began to puff. Helping my hands, I missed the member as much as possible until he rested on the throat. You lowered your hand on my head and tried to push. Happened. You threw back your head from pleasure. I left one hand on a member, the other took your eggs and began to roll them in my hand here. Now only the head remained in the tongue, I gently twisted it in my mouth, helping my tongue, then beat, sucked it.
Then she stuck out, the head was red, about to explode ready. I began to kiss her, sometimes from the side, slightly counting with pleasure. Little the lubricant that I lung with my tongue flowed.
You continued to look at me and breathe hard. Now my red lipstick was lost on my lips and a little of your cock. I got up a little higher and lifted the turtleneck to my neck. Seeing a bare chest, your friend was rejoiced again and jerked. Helping my hand, I laid it between the breasts and began to rub it. I catch it with my mouth and manage to kiss and yell the tip of the tongue. You sweated, looked at this picture with pleasure, helped me move so that the member would not run away. Slippery and smooth, he easily went back and forth. I was tired and again with two hands began to help myself, trying to swallow a member deeper.
While he was poked on his cheek, his tongue painted spirals clinging to everything that was possible, outlining every tense wreath. From these sensations, I myself was in earnest and got wet. Time after time a member went deeper, it was hard to breathe. Then I heard how loudly you exhale and begin to actively help me, moving the ass. I grabbed you by the buttocks, I started even more slowly, but with pressure to suck a member. A hot stream burst into my throat. I loosened the grip and continued to gently grab the tongue of a wave of sweet sperm. You gasped lingering, after a few seconds you turned your head to me. I got up and swallowed everything to the last drop.
– Mmm, sweet. Now enough? I asked.
– Oh yeah! – You hugged my face with your hands and kissed.
By putting yourself in order, you pressed me again and invited me to dinner. I could not refuse after this.
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