I increased my pace and started fucking deeper with long thrusts. I told her that I was about to cum. She said she too reached her climax and gave gre...n signal to cum inside her.My hot sperm started exploring her pussy. I felt like in heaven and she was my angel who has taken me to heaven after that we went to shower for cleaning ourselves. I poured some water on her body and applied some soap on her boobs.I started rubbing her boobs with soap and poured some water on them to clean them. Next I. I was at the peak of my physical shape, five-foot-ten, one-hundred-and-twenty-five pounds, with shapely 34C breasts. I wore a grey suit with a skirt and white pinstripes,with a black silk undershirt. As usual, I wore no bra or panties. Below the belt I wore stockings and a respectable pair of high-heel shoes. My black hair is bunned up behind my head, and glasses rest on my nose. My crimson lipstick contrasts well with my smooth white skin.I have four employees that report directly to me. Marco. I don't hold back anymore. I grab her and pull her onto the bed. I want her, and I want her now. She can't open her legs fast enough for me. No delicacy anymore, I just plunge into her.And she loves it.Am I making her love it? I can't tell, I'm too caught up in it. She's goddamn wet, I know that. She clutches at me, her nails biting into my arms. I'm fucking her hard, and she's still begging for more. She's panting so hard, I'm almost worried she can't breathe.Oh, man. She's cumming again. Her. I quickly pulled down my pajama pants and heard her gasp.“Jeez, I’ve never seen—" Sheena fixed her eyes on my rock-solid cock. “Oh, please, I can’t wait.”Seeing her lying there, like the mother of all harlots, large breasts begging to be stroked, a pussy gaping with moisture already sparkling there, I was thinking the same thing. Waiting needed patience. But I intended to be as cool and deliberate as might be possible in my deprived state.I lay alongside her, keeping the lower half of my body.