little girl?”
“No sir,” I exclaim softly.
Mr. Rex picks me up off of my feet until I am staring him eye to eye. I am scared but I am also oddly turned on. I look at the muscles bulging through his nice, white dress shirt.
“I don’t like to be messed with.”
“I am not messing with you,” I plead as my feet dangle off of the ground. I accidentally brush my thigh against my boss’s crotch.
“Did you just rub your young little thigh against my cock?”
“I didn’t mean to, Mr. Rex,” I exclaim as my legs continue to dangle off of the ground. I accidentally brush my exposed thigh against my boss’s cock again. This time, I can tell he is hard. That causes me to smile. Fuck. What is wrong with me?!
“You’re trying to fuck with me, aren’t you?!” Mr. Rex growls.
“No, sir,” I mumble as I try to suppress my adolescent giggles.
“Then what’s with that little smile on your face?”
“I can’t help it.”
“You’re making my cock hard you young little harlot.”
Mr. Rex drops me onto the ground. “Turn around and face the wall. I don’t want to see you giggling at me while I am reprimanding you,” my boss yells. I walk to the oak wall and put my hands up. I spread my legs apart.
“I’m sorry sir, I’m just nervous,” I explain.
“You should be nervous,” Mr. Rex growls.
I nervously shift the weight on my feet. As my body rocks back and forth, Mr. Rex barks, “Are you wiggling your ass at me?!”
“No, sir.”
I feel a hard slap come across my ass. Dammit, that feels good. I begin to breathe heavily.
“Now tell me who you are working for,” Mr. Rex demands.
“ Texas Monthly magazine.”
“Who else knows about your secret identity?”
“My editor.”
“And does your editor have a name?”
“Harold Gregg.”
I feel my boss walk up behind me. His hard cock rubs up against my ass as he leans in and begins to breathe behind my right ear, “And I take it he is the one who procured your false identity.” I can’t answer right away. I’m just feeling that nice, hard cock against my ass. I arch my head back and bite my lower lip. Mr. Rex grabs the back of my neck. “Why are you playing games with me. I want an answer,” my boss demands. I can’t answer. All I’m thinking about is that hard dick. I begin to grind my ass back against that hard dick. Mr. Rex begins to choke me with his big, strong right hand.
“Dammit,” Mr. Rex growls as he starts to dry hump me. “You don’t control this situation. And I am going to show you who’s in charge.” My skirt gets pulled down. Mr. Rex removes his pants. I feel his hard dick right up against my ass. “Get on your knees,” my boss demands. I obey him. Mr. Rex orders, “Open your mouth.” My boss grabs me by the sides of my head and begins to fuck my mouth. I feel that big dick just stuff my entire throat. It’s hard for me to breathe. I close my lips around that dick and try my best to suck off my master.
My boss shows my mouth no mercy. He is determined to fuck my face until I get lockjaw. My only hope is to turn the tables and make Mr. Rex cum faster than he anticipates. I grab his ass and push my mouth all the way down on that dick. “Oh fuck!” Mr. Rex moans. I hold that position for a good ten seconds. I can feel my boss’s fingernails claw into my scalp. I can hear him grunt. When Mr. Rex least expects it, I start to suck him off with a fury that he’s never felt in his life. I slide my wet lips up and down that dick as he screams for me to stop. I do no such thing.
“I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna fuck cum!” my boss screams. That only makes me suck him off faster. I suck and suck until my boss empties his balls right down my throat. I swear they could hear his screams all the way down at the lobby. I swallow every drop and continue to suck off the most powerful man in Texas. There is nothing
“No sir,” I exclaim softly.
Mr. Rex picks me up off of my feet until I am staring him eye to eye. I am scared but I am also oddly turned on. I look at the muscles bulging through his nice, white dress shirt.
“I don’t like to be messed with.”
“I am not messing with you,” I plead as my feet dangle off of the ground. I accidentally brush my thigh against my boss’s crotch.
“Did you just rub your young little thigh against my cock?”
“I didn’t mean to, Mr. Rex,” I exclaim as my legs continue to dangle off of the ground. I accidentally brush my exposed thigh against my boss’s cock again. This time, I can tell he is hard. That causes me to smile. Fuck. What is wrong with me?!
“You’re trying to fuck with me, aren’t you?!” Mr. Rex growls.
“No, sir,” I mumble as I try to suppress my adolescent giggles.
“Then what’s with that little smile on your face?”
“I can’t help it.”
“You’re making my cock hard you young little harlot.”
Mr. Rex drops me onto the ground. “Turn around and face the wall. I don’t want to see you giggling at me while I am reprimanding you,” my boss yells. I walk to the oak wall and put my hands up. I spread my legs apart.
“I’m sorry sir, I’m just nervous,” I explain.
“You should be nervous,” Mr. Rex growls.
I nervously shift the weight on my feet. As my body rocks back and forth, Mr. Rex barks, “Are you wiggling your ass at me?!”
“No, sir.”
I feel a hard slap come across my ass. Dammit, that feels good. I begin to breathe heavily.
“Now tell me who you are working for,” Mr. Rex demands.
“ Texas Monthly magazine.”
“Who else knows about your secret identity?”
“My editor.”
“And does your editor have a name?”
“Harold Gregg.”
I feel my boss walk up behind me. His hard cock rubs up against my ass as he leans in and begins to breathe behind my right ear, “And I take it he is the one who procured your false identity.” I can’t answer right away. I’m just feeling that nice, hard cock against my ass. I arch my head back and bite my lower lip. Mr. Rex grabs the back of my neck. “Why are you playing games with me. I want an answer,” my boss demands. I can’t answer. All I’m thinking about is that hard dick. I begin to grind my ass back against that hard dick. Mr. Rex begins to choke me with his big, strong right hand.
“Dammit,” Mr. Rex growls as he starts to dry hump me. “You don’t control this situation. And I am going to show you who’s in charge.” My skirt gets pulled down. Mr. Rex removes his pants. I feel his hard dick right up against my ass. “Get on your knees,” my boss demands. I obey him. Mr. Rex orders, “Open your mouth.” My boss grabs me by the sides of my head and begins to fuck my mouth. I feel that big dick just stuff my entire throat. It’s hard for me to breathe. I close my lips around that dick and try my best to suck off my master.
My boss shows my mouth no mercy. He is determined to fuck my face until I get lockjaw. My only hope is to turn the tables and make Mr. Rex cum faster than he anticipates. I grab his ass and push my mouth all the way down on that dick. “Oh fuck!” Mr. Rex moans. I hold that position for a good ten seconds. I can feel my boss’s fingernails claw into my scalp. I can hear him grunt. When Mr. Rex least expects it, I start to suck him off with a fury that he’s never felt in his life. I slide my wet lips up and down that dick as he screams for me to stop. I do no such thing.
“I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna fuck cum!” my boss screams. That only makes me suck him off faster. I suck and suck until my boss empties his balls right down my throat. I swear they could hear his screams all the way down at the lobby. I swallow every drop and continue to suck off the most powerful man in Texas. There is nothing
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