I lean against the wall and hold on to your shoulders to keep myself from falling. You unzip my boots and remove them for me. You slip off my coat and...dress and lead me to the bed. I want to blow you so bad but you have other plans. As I face you, you reach around and unhook my black lace bra. My breasts bounce free and you turn me away from you. You lean me forward and my hands are on the bed while I stand, my ass toward you. The animal in you comes out and I fucking love it. I have waited for. " I stared at her. "That's bullshit," I said. "Denise? She's about as fond of me as a dead fish. Denise would no more--" I stopped because she was shrugging again, and her jiggling breasts made me lose my train of thought. All I could think about was how I was going to fuck her. The options were limited. Unfortunately, there was no couch in my office, so that pretty much left screwing her on the floor again, or on top of my desk. Unless I had her fuck me in my chair, but I wasn't. As if drawn by the opposite pole of a magnet, Eric’s cock grew and thickened until its head nestled right between Mallory’s soft pussy lips. Mallory had managed to remain professionally aloof all afternoon. But, once the realization hit that his erection transversed the entire distance between their pelvic regions, she was compelled to crane her neck around so she could take a good look at his dick for the first time. She let out a small gasp. His cock was so lean she could see every ridge,. 'Take off your clothes and come in', she beckoned me. I found myself transfixed, I suddenly wanted some of it, and I started to undo my blouse. Sandy glazed eyes followed my hand as it fed each singular button down my front, through each stitched hole, and as I opened it up, my small breasts came alive as each nipple started to ache for attention, standing proud from the center of each breast, I could see Sandy's nipples do the same, both her hands holding him in-situ, his non-stop pre-cum.