At your desk

At your desk

The phones ring all day long, the work loads getting higher, you try to find a moment to think of your desire

People running back and forth, papers everywhere, you slowly put your pen down, your mind has gone elsewhere

In your head he's with you, your tied down to your bed, he's straddled across you, you start to give him head

Sucking on his manhood, the pre cum tastes so good, your tongue does its magic, dancing round his hood

Then he starts to kiss your neck, his hands run wild upon your skin, cupping your massive breasts, he starts his dance of sin

Tongue making circles, nipples harden to his touch, desires fire explode within, you need this man so much

Sucking hard on you, your throw your head right back, pain rushes through you, he's heading for your crack

Spread legs bound down tight, your pussy's laid so bare, beautiful and glistening, he loves you have no hair

Fingers spread moisten lips, they show a clit that look devine, he gently put a finger in, to night this pussy's mine

Already wet and lubricated, i slide another finger in, slowly i push back and forth, let the fingering begin

Fingers busy deep inside my tongue flicks upon your clits hood, you try to raise your hips to me, it feels so fucking good

Flicking, lapping, sucking hard upon your juicy clit, supping up your love juice, that freely flows from it

You can feel you're cumming, a crescendo starts to grow, i can feel it also, now the faster i must go

Pounding you with fingers, my tongue tries to keep your pace, and explosion of ecstasy there's cum all in my face

I rise up high above you, i push my cock inside, slowly i start fucking you, now it's time to ride

Thrusting, grinding, drilling, my cock just glides right in, time to make you cum again, let this fuck kick in

Faster and harder, i really pick up the ponding pace, i can see your there again, it shows plainly on your face

But this time I'm cumming too, we must try to time it right, try to cum together, the way to end tonight

With a joint orgasm, i fill your hole with my creamy seed, i lay upon your sweaty skin, we both got what we need

Then again your phone rings, your in your office chair, back to work, alone, i wished i had been there

Ron