There were a number of offices that obviously dealt with the advertising business, and these were mainly close to the elevator.The executive offices w...re located further down the main hall and were much fancier than the rather plain working offices where the real business was carried out. On checking several of the executive offices the previous night, I had noticed the signs on the doors with titles like: Treasurer, VP for Radio and Television, VP of Printed Advertising, and a third one was VP. These are your teats. Right? Right. Get back to eating that honey, doggie.’ I returned to eating. He took my teats in his hands—a little awkwardly, it’s difficult from one side, I think—and pretended to milk me for a while. It seemed a little weird for him to be milking a dog, so I brought up my head and swallowed and said, ‘Can we pretend I’m a cow instead?’ ‘A cow? How come you want to be a cow, baby?’ ‘Because you’re milking me. You’re milking my teats, but nobody milks a dog’s teats. It. His free hand having supreme reign to my breasts. "Ohhh fuck daddy no please." I moan as my toes curl feeling myself leaking all over his hand and the floor. He watches me as he pumps in a second finger. Beginning to push into my walls more roughly. My body grinds against his fingers as my pussy pulses hard. "Remember babygirl, you don't want to cum until you ask right. Or else daddy is going to show you how he treats ungrateful fucking sluts how to properly ask." his voice low and monotoned as. I could tell he was hurting her when he slammed that huge prick right to the hilt, or more accurately, as far as it would go because she could only take about three quarters of it. It was totally hot watching that huge dick pump in and out of her petite body. I thought he had cum while fucking her but I noticed that the condom he had pulled off after he finished fucking her didn't have any cum in it. Then he lay on his back, and pulled her pussy to his face and major ate her out while the two.