She was going to make me come.I couldn’t believe it. I had to tell her just in case she didn’t want to do it: “You’re going to make me…”�...I know. I can tell from your breathing.” The breath caught in my chest: my boss knew the effect she was having on me with her endless little circles on the tip of my hidden cock. The shared knowledge made it so much dirtier.The next plateau was the one just below my orgasm; the table tipped in my direction as I dragged on it, as if trying to save myself from. She considered the idea but didn't like it. She knew of too many foundations devoted to "good works" which translated into supporting all of the trendy and with-it causes. Moreover, too often these were causes and organizations whose purposes were antithetical to the source of the money supporting them. She knew of one famous foundation in which a senior family member resigned because of policy disagreements with the foundation's Board of Directors.Emily was different from most of her society. Now I want you to breath as you fuck me. Breath in as you pull out, and exhale as you push back in. You got it Bear? See you are actually fucking me just the way I like it. I can feel very movement of you dick in my pussy. That’s it. The head of your dick is hitting my spot just right, Keep that up. Stop if you need too. I like being filled up too,” she said.I fucked her like that for 5 full minutes and I could hold back no more. Nature kicked in and I started to fuck her harder and faster. My first task was in the study where my girl's picture, now safely mounted in the empty frame awaited me. I held the frame, studying every detail, then, almost reluctantly I placed the frame on the floor, leaning against the wall beneath the now blank space, on impulse I turned the picture to face the wall, unwilling to tempt fate just yet.The next task was to open the walk-in strong room and collect my girl's belongings, not her clothes of course, they were stored elsewhere. I carefully.
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