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“Yea, still at work.” You answer as I press forward slowly. Gently sinking into your wet cunt.

“I-I’m sorry,” you gasp gently as you grip the desk hard, “he’s really been up my ass about this case. I’m gonna have to stay late again.”

Your words make me smirk and I wet my thumb before pressing it to your ass hole. You turn sharply and look at me with a silent plea as I smile wickedly at you. I tease your ass hole, ass your cunt clenches down on me hard.

I can hear your husband talking to you, but I don’t think you even hear him. I have your full attention as you wait to see what I do.

I show you some mercy though, and just leave it there. Waiting for the right moment before I start to force my thumb in. Instead, I pull back slowly. My thick cock dragging back with your tight hole squeezing me. Your pretty cunt lips wrapped so firmly around my shaft, feeling every detail of my cock until they nuzzle the ridge of my swollen head. Your head drops down and you bite your lip, trying not to moan as your husband shouts your name.

“What?! Sorry! My boss was talking to me. What’d you say?”

Letting go of your hip, I slide my hand up and fist your hair before pulling it, gently but firm. Making you arch and thrust out your tits. I take my hand away from your ass and reach around to grope your breast. Squeezing it before gently pinching and rolling your nipple.

I feel your body shake around my cock and I hear a faint whine slip past your soft lips as you answer your dear husband. “There’s leftovers in the fridge.” You say quickly before covering your mouth to silence your moan.

I pull on your nipple harder as I start to push into you. My thick cock stretching you open. The fat head forcing its way in deep until it brushes your cervix.

“Yes!” You say too loudly through your hand and I don’t know if you’re talking to me or your husband, but it doesn’t matter.

Letting go of your nipple, I slide that hand to your shoulder and pull you back hard while pressing forward. My whole cock forces its way inside you. Your cervix crushed against the head of my cock as my hips press to your soft ass.

The pain and pleasure are sharp, making you cry out and drop the phone. Your small hand slaps the desk top hard and you try to pull away from me, but I have you pinned to the desk. All you do is squirm and milk my cock making me groan.

We can hear your husband calling your name. Worried about you, but I had enough of this game. I need to fuck you.

Leaning down to your ear, I whisper, “Hang up. Now.” Then I bite your ear and suck on it making you whine.

Grabbing the cord to the phone, you yank it up hard. “Sorry I have to go!” You shout as I pull back slowly. “I’ll see you when I get home!” You moan and slam the phone down as I slam into you so hard the desk slides a bit.

“Fuck!” You scream then moan as you grab the desk hard and hold on tight for the brutal fuck you know is coming.

“Wonder if he knows what a slut his wife is?” I ask teasingly, the head of my cock crushing your cervix.

“Think he knows how much you love your bosses hard fat cock? Think he knows how wet you are all day everyday waiting for me to use you?” I pull back and slam into you again, making you moan and cuss like a whore.

“I think you and me just might have a business trip coming up. We might need to go overseas for a merger. It could take a few weeks to finalize. Think he’d be ok with you being gone for a few weeks to be my personal fuck toy?”

“Yes!” You cry out as I start to fuck you hard and fast.

Laughing, I shame my head. “No he wont, but you don’t care. You just want my cock to hurt your little cunt more. Don’t you?”

“Yes!” You scream as I let go of your hair and hold your hips again.