You wore a black and red corset that just about held in your amazing tits black suspenders, black stockings with a red seem up the back, black high he...ls and no knickers. Our guests draw dropped at the sight of you. You walked over and sat in the armchair opposite us with your legs open just enough to tease us with a view of your cunt.We sat chatting for a little while but with you keeping on teasing us by playing with yourself we couldn’t hold back any longer. Our guest got to his knees in. Oh the smells... light perfume... banana shampoo... peppermint breath... and pussy. She rubs her body softly against me but with such sexual tension and desire. My legs are weak. Oh god, I can't DO this!"Beeko!" No response. "Beeko?"She turned me around, facing her. Those deep, seductive eyes..."Who's Beeko?" she asks, her tongue rolling about her teeth as she does."Ah... no one," I said. Strangely, as if some veil drops over my eyes, I seem to forget the name, and who is was. Here I am. My. All the way to hilt. Your breasts rock.You scream in agony and ecstasy. He fucks you like this for severalmoments and then fucks you on the desk on your side. He picks you up andbends you over the desk and takes you standing, too. The slapping of hisheavy balls against the opening of your ass is sometimes the only sound.The dialogue is simple: lots of "Take it, slut" from him and "Oh, yeah,oh yes" from you, the perfect office slut. Finally, he lays you on thedesk on your back again. His sweat. Then as fate would have it, i found myself in his city since i traveled around doing show at tgirl stripclubs.So i figured id email him and tell him i was in town for a show, maybe we could meet for drinks, He messeged me back, said his wife would be away for the day and gave me his address,After my show i drove to his house, and knocked at the door, He opened it and i smiled and said HI! sweety, he grinned gave me a hug,..i felt myself getting aroused under my miniskirt,He closed the door, and.