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New Girl in the Office

The new girl in the office, is the object of my lust.
Her posture most seductive, perky breasts outthrust.
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I like the way she moves about, always looking rushed.
Her hips swing suggestively and her rosy cheeks are flushed. �
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I imagine her reaching up, teetering on her tippy toes.
Black miniskirt riding up, leaving her exposed.
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She grabs the file she wants, then strikes an awkward pose.
She senses I�m behind her, and waits for me to close.
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I draw near to her, and she grinds against my lap.
My eager cock springs free, swollen, hard and fat.
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She bends over so slightly, legs spread open wide.
Her quim nicely moistening, I fuck her from behind. �
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Or sometimes I imagine, in my office, she finds me.
And with erotic purring sounds, she offers a striptease. �
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Her hands hover about her blouse, neatly white and crisp.
That slowly she unbuttons, exposing milky tits.
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Or maybe she hikes her skirt up, revealing lacy lingerie.
And with a flirty grin she says: �Today�s my lucky day�.
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But what I most like to dream, is surprisingly quite tame.
I hope that one day she smiles at me, and calls me by my name.
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