.." Your standards are too high, I just want someone to fuck," Katie interrupted.I looked at the brunette sitting on my couch. It seemed hard to belie...e that she was sexually frustrated. Katie seemed to have a guy for every day of the week most weeks. "It's just a dry spell."She looked over at me and grinned. "Dry is right. I'm so fucking horny I could..." her eyes wandered over me."Annnnnddd ... we're back," I rolled my eyes. "You do need some attention, don't you?" Well, when the last time. The desk shook and Mr. Brown's pen cup was knocked over and spilled pens.The book he instructed me to read was right under her face. Yes, Mr. Brown, I needed sexual education, I thought to myself while I fucked his moaning, big-assed secretary on his desk. But what was happening here on your desk is something that doesn't come in a book.That thought gave me an idea.At any second, I was ready to fire hot cum all over her. I held it aslong as I could.“Ohhh-ohh,” she moaned, gripping the side of. I’m going to do that part of their job for them.”Trish breathes heavily and frantically.“My final act with you will be your murder,” you continue in a sadistic tone, “All they will have to do is clean it all up when I am done.”Trish’s cries become uncontrollable bawling. Tears roll down her cheeks.“But that’s not going to be for a long while,” you smile, “There are so many acts I have planned before the final act, baby. We are going to have so much fun, you virgin fuck doll.”“Why!” Trish cried,. When she was fully inside me, she held still, andstroked my cock."Now I am going to make love to you, lover." She purred, and began tomove back and forward gently, her cock making every inch felt as itmoved inside me.Then she leant forward, driving my legs towards my chest and as hermouth reached and attached itself to my mine, her cock was rigid, deepinside me. She began to slowly kiss fuck me, her tongue mimicking theslow unstoppable rhythm of her cock. I reached back and began to strokeher.