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I got up walked around her desk."What are you doing ?" She looked very confused as I grabbed a fistful of her neatly coiffed hair and pulled her to her feet then pushed her head across her desk. My other hand came firmly down on her bare ass. SMACK. SMACK. " You can't do ..." She protested meekly. "Yet I am!" I smacked her a few more times till her ass cheeks were red. "Now get on your knees bimbo and undo my pants" "Why? " she asked "For a Sales Director you are rather slow." She opened her mouth to say something. Instead she found her mouth full of cock. I had stabbed my hard dick at her face and got the target. I bend down and rip open her jacket. Her fake big tits wobble free. The nipples are pierced with steel studs. I have my hand on the back of her head as I roughly thrust my cock down her throat. "Suck on that!" Keep your hands behind your back!" I move slower and not so deep in her mouth. She moves her head more enthusiastically seeming to take pleasure in being submissive.. " I hum a bit while she hugged me. Her legs wrapped tightly around my hips and locked at the ankles. I loved it when she did that. I also knew she did that when she was on the brink, if I had any doubts.Her aroused screams returned quickly, her whole body shaking as I press and grind into her, our pubic bones massaging one-another in rhythm. "Oh.....oh......oh........" she moaned into my shoulder and dug her nails into my back, making me change from grinding to mix in a bit of thrusting.Kim, still watching us, was panting as her own arousal built. She was not even touching herself! She could not take her eyes off of our love-making.I gasp in slight panic as it dawned on me.. "Love... in.. or out?" I could barely gasp between thrusts and moans. I lean in and suckle under her ear and on her jugular. Our hips maintain this hard, passionate rutting.She bites her lip and looks into my eyes, decision made. "In.....inside.... me!" she barely squeaks, feeling ready to start a family with her.
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