Mmmmmm and wet.” He pulled out again and shoved into me harder. I moaned in pleasure and pain. “You’re such a fucking little slut, aren’t you?...�� He kept shoving in and out. “You fucking love this cock tearing you apart.”I moaned long and hard, enjoying his dirty words. I pushed back onto his cock again, wanting as much as I could get. He put both hands on the counter and jabbed himself into me harder than before, grunting and moaning as he enjoyed himself. “Yes. Yes.” I begged. “Are you all the. "What is the problem, Ms. West? Where is my coffee?" There is no coffee, sir. I forgot to order it." Okay. Take yourself down to the lobby and get me a coffee there. Why are there no supplies? Aren't you ordering the office supplies? I do pay you to take care of this stuff." I just forgot, sir. I will take care of it right away. I am so sorry." Just get my coffee and bring your steno pad."Ms. West was clueless and went down the elevator and went to get his coffee. On her way, she saw a. He also seemed to recognise thedress Marta was wearing. Putting two and two together he began to smile.Mum shot him a warning look as if to say, "Be quiet!"...Mr. Walsh looked at Marta and then at Mrs. Walsh. "Would you liked toexplain what's going on here?" he asked his wife. "Unless I'm mistakenthat pretty girl over there is actually our son!"Mr. Walsh was clearly upset."Don't get worked up dear," said Mrs. Walsh, "we were just wondering whatMartin would have looked like if he'd been a. It was a very intense daring and lovely quickie. We fixed ourselves and went to washrooms. I cleaned and adjusted my dress and did washed my face and came outside. He was waiting for me near door and said“let’s go for a dinner now”I said “ok”We went for dinner and we ate some food. While coming back when we are about to reach my flat he stopped car aside, it was very late night and there was no one on road. He said, “I want your ass now”.I said “now?? Here?”He said “yes”We went to back of our.