I moan softly stroking his now rock-hard cock through his pants. “Oh? Is that so?” I mutter remembering back to the day of his interview. “I alm...st didn’t hire you because of my sexual attraction towards you.” “Really now?” he grins slipping his hand up my skirt, playfully slipping his fingers under the hem. “So you won’t mind if I do this?” He pushes my skirt all the way up revealing my soaking wet black lace panties. He pushes them aside without a word, gently toying with my wet lips before. I saw him move away from his vantage viewpoint and sidle up to my head, I stopped, leaving the bottle embedded inside my pussy, and reached out for him, but he scolded me, 'Keep fucking your cunt with the bottle, you fucking slag bitch', and as I reached down and took the base part sticking out, he took my head in his hands and turned it towards him, I knew what he wanted, so I opened my mouth and he pushed his cock in and shot his load down my throat.I worked feverishly on the bottle, he was. This woman was talking all sorts of dirty. “Yes, fuck my pussy, just like that” and it only spurred me on. I moved in to suck on her delicious milky tits as I continued to ram her. “OOOOOHHH”, came the response.With every thrust, I went a little harder, and a little deeper. I kept thrusting her, and I felt her pussy muscles tighten around my cock. “AH AH AHHHHHHHH” she screamed, as she again started to shock, this time with my cock in her, her eyes rolled back, barely catching her breath. I. We kiss as we play with one another, thenI move my lips down to her breasts, kissing, licking,nibbling the erect buds on her soft warm bosom. Iincrease the speed, every now and then slipping afinger inside the smooth, moist lips, then out andaround her clit once again. I imagine her hips beginto move slightly, without her thinking, then realisethat I'm doing the same thing. I see her face, just asmine must look, as I near the edge. Then, before Iknow it, I'm over the edge and flying. My fingers.