Sunday, October 23, 2011

His delicious little whore

She sits by the computer, working. Her head filled with figures and timeframes.

He approaches silently from behind. His hand sliding to the nape of her neck. Clenching slowly his firm grip makes her bend.

The scent of his freshly showered body floats through her conciousness. His hardness presses to her cheek. He turns her, pulling her to him, her tongue tastes him, lips available part to take him in.

He pushes her. Her hot wet mouth slides down his shaft...

It has begun...

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