Begs the Man of the
Behind him, the walls were completely glass and looked over a dazzling view of the city. I’d always loved his office.
“Do you know that as long as I’ve had this office, I’ve never once had sex in it?” Daddy stood up and walked around the front of his desk, leaning against the heavy mahogany surface. I glanced downward and saw that the front of his navy suit was tented out with an erection.
“I’m looking forward to fixing that today.” His hand went to the front of his slacks and rubbed the large bulge. “Tell me Morgan, have you ever thought about getting fucked in this office? I know I’ve had more than one fantasy of bending u over this desk
Daddy’s voice was a silken purr that had my panties flooding with arousal. I crossed the room to stand in front of Daddy and I pressed the length of my body against his, grinding my mound against his hardness as I caught his mouth in a kiss.
I nibbled on Daddy’s lips, tasting coffee and cinnamon as his tongue massaged mine. After a moment, I drew back from the kiss and took a few steps to the side, bending down slightly and pressing my hands against the desk.
My pencil skirt pulled snug across my ass, and I shivered as Daddy slowly drew the fabric up to pool around my waist. Under the black skirt I was wearing nothing but a skimpy red thong, already wet with my juices.
Daddy pulled the thong over my hips, letting it fall to my knees before he dropped to his knees behind me and buried his face in my pussy.
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I gasped aloud, my hips bucking in surprise at the touch of Daddy’s tongue on my intimate area. His strong hands held my thighs apart and I canted my hips back towards him, trying to get even closer.
Daddy was devouring me. His thumbs spread my lower lips apart, baring my inner lips and hungry opening to him. His tongue swirled around my, sucking each of my swollen pink lips. into his mouth before following the seam of slit, dipping into my pussy a bit more with each
pass.
My fingers were clawing the edge of his desk, my thighs shaking with the effort of holding me still and upright when Daddy plunged his tongue into my pussy. I bit back a scream of pleasure, managing to turn in into just a whimper as I climaxed from just his tongue.
Daddy kept licking me, fucking me with his tongue as I rode out the aftershocks. When the pleasure finally faded a bit, he sat back on his heels for a moment while I slumped forward
onto my arms.
I heard Daddy stand up behind me, and I heard the soft snick of a zipper going down. An instant later, I felt the head of his cock butt up against my entrance before sliding inside, sheathing himself in my ready channel.
Daddy’s hands gripped my hips as he started a fast rhythm. I lifted my head and stared at the beautiful view out the window, rocking my hips back against Daddy as he gave me Fold Up pounding of my life.
Begs the Man of the House
Man of the
“I’ve thought about this so often, Morgan,” Daddy breathed against my ear. “Imagining you just like this, bent over my desk while I fuck you. Then you’ll go back to work with my come filling you and no one will be the wiser.”
I moaned loudly at the image, but I had to bring up one thing.
“I’m not on anything,” I said, gasping as Daddy’s hand left my hip to travel forward and part my lips to find my swollen clit. “I want you to come inside me, but there might be consequences- My voice broke off as Daddy pressed his thumb against that little bundle of nerves. I was close to coming again already.
“I like the thought of getting you pregnant,” Daddy growled, his thrusts growing impossibly harder.
“I’m about to come,” he said. “I’m going to fill you, and you’re going to take every drop inside. I might be getting you pregnant right now. Do you like that thought?”
“Yes!” I cried, my pussy clenching around Daddy’s staff as his words and is finger on my clit brought me to a second thunderous orgasm. My pussy gripped his cock tighter and tighter, and I felt the rush of heat pour into me as Daddy came, his seed flooding my
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