"Oh, that's much better!" she exclaimed."Glad I could help!" he said."Now, what were we doing?" she asked, confused but unconcerned. She looked down a... her desk. "Oh, that's right, your performance review. Well, you've to be here on time most days. I suppose that's got to count for something. Your record doesn't really scream out 'fast track' though, now, does it." Well, I guess not, but I do have potential," he said, wishing.Suddenly, Mrs. Johnson looked uncomfortable again."Could you excuse. I do a little something to the chair, and then I gently push down on her shoulders to make her sit down. She quickly gets the message and sits down on her own - only to jump back up with a yelp! Yes, so I put a bunch of thumb tacks on her chair. So sue me. Meanwhile, I still have hold of her shoulders and keep pushing her back down towards the waiting, glistening, sharp little spikes. She moans as her flesh makes contact with the metal pins, and again, more deeply, when her full weight comes to. After another minute or so of her working on him, he takes hold of her head and lifts her off, “Come on girl, if you carry on with this for much longer you are going to be gagging on my jizz. It’s time we introduced my cock to your pussy.”“Oh yes, lets do that. Where do you want me?”“Well, I have had this fantasy about getting you bent over a table so shall we try that first?’“Why not,” she says, as she moves to rest her hands on the table Popeye has been sitting on and he manoeuvres into. "Suck my cock you sissy cum slut" he groaned in a deep rumble. "Suck my dick, you sissy cocksucker", "you need it don't ya you sissy"He was thrusting his 8 inches into my mouth through the gloryhole. He was fucking my face hard and deep, I was trying not to gag, but it was hard not too, he pushed all 8 inches into my face and down my throat. I was drooling with all the saliva that the throat fucking was producing, his entire shaft was wet, and my mouth overflowing. The restroom door opened.