"Good, a slut should always be wet and ready for any man to fuck her," he laughed."Please," I groaned as his fingers worked inside me."Need a hard coc... now, do we?" he laughed."Please," I begged again."Don't worry, my little slut," he laughed, "I'll get you all the cock you can take."My body bucked under his touch and I came again, harder if that was possible.It wasn't long before I regularly stayed behind after hours to get myself fucked across his desk or on his carpeted floor."So, you want. The employees were supposed to wear their name-tags at all times but this attractive mature woman did not have one on display and he presumed it was because most of the female workers took them off as soon as they went outside to prevent strangers from accosting them and addressing them with their advertised name like they actually knew them.The office was not in what could be described as a "nice" part of town but it was well appointed on the interior with comfortable surroundings. He had. “We could just...” she whispered as I pinched her nipple.“Wouldn’t be fair,” I answered.“But it’s all so perfect.”“Remind me to sleep like this with you again.”“Sleep with me like this again.”“Gladly.”I started pulling out slowly. She followed me, making it even slower. Finally, I was all the way out. “Oh,” she moaned.“I’m taking a cold shower. Right now,” I said, rolling out of bed. “It’s the only way there is a chance that I’ll be able to pee this morning.”The final matches in the elite and. She thrust forward, using the suit connecting them as a surrogate cock to fuck the woman against her shower wall. Every time Rose pushed her hips forward there was a buzzing inside her, egging her to continue. The woman's eyes were rolling back now, all signs of resistance gone, replaced with muffled moans. Rose, feeling this, pulled back from her mouth, and the suit followed, freeing her. “F....fuck.... fuck me harder!”, the woman managed to get out between Rose's thrusts, the first words she.