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Payroll (The Wolf)

I suppose you was that handsome fly on the wall
Why I had to come to work and do payroll for my Nursing staff and all
I thought I heard a buzzzing to my ear... then that baritone voice
A rogue, sighing behind the handsome choice
Telling me it was you
And the sweetest things to me you will do
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You told me to take my magical wand and wave it over your muscular body
The offerings you would give to this Creole hottie
I did as you asked
Standing before me, an Adonis, in my thoughts he always seem to bask
The next thing I knew you were on your knees under my desk
Hello, my love, you know your private serenades always have me weak at best, feening, and wet
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Lifting my skirt, mmm... licking over my downy hairs
I leaned back in my office chair
It did not matter who heard my moans in delight, I did not even care
You let me make such passionate love to your face
Cupping my buttocks, your tongue swimming all up in my honey taste
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I had to rip open my blouse, my bra, I quickly lifted
My thighs enclosing the sides of your beaded cheeks gyrating each way the chair shifted
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Oh, sweet mercy you had me at 'do you have any panties on'
I glanced down at your groin, lucky me to tame that hard bone
I placed my hand on top of your head
Closing my eyes to anything coherent you may have said
Kissing up my inner thigh �
Then a passion mark to let me know you care, my tender heart, you are my sweetest lullaby
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Oh, my love, not on my pile of files, I still have to do payroll
Once his hot mouth covet my perky nipple, logic was overruled, my climax needed to flow
Unzipping his pants, my legs linking around his back, holding onto the edge
His arrogance, his scent, his persona, even with my half-laden eyes filled with desires for him, he still likes to hear me beg
Oh, baby yes, inch-by-inch, mm..hum... gloving his erection, twerking on his girth
He makes this yoni melt
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I felt his intense throbbing
Milking his arousal, my cunt is pulsating, my essence coating his width, his release I'm robbing
Leaning downward, our lips meet
Ramming all nine inches into me, in and out �
Leaving me breathless, trying to keep up with his thrusting beats
I�m not satisfied unit he completes me then our tongues twirling, what a sensation it brings when he depletes �
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Oh, my love... and you started this.. mm� allow me to softy finish �
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Can I go back to my payroll please, and shh... slip out quietly so none of my staff sees
No wand needed to return you.. oh... meet me in the janitor�s closet, say in about an hour.. please