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Office Protocol
Date: 8/19/2015, Categories: Fetish, Hardcore, Author: sithlord6969, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
It's Friday afternoon just past 4pm. Your are so ready for the work week to be over and head home for a few days. Especially since you and your wife have finally decided to start a f****y. Today is “O” Day... Ovulation Day and you have been primed for an entire week. No cumming for you, but lots of edging. It's a wonder you were able to make it through work today. Your almost constant raging hard-on hidden hidden from view in your office. The only real perk of this job, besides the generous maternity benefits... At 4:15 the intercom blares to life, “Mandatory staff meeting at 4:30. Supervisors please bring your quarterly reports.” Your eyes widen and shoot to the photo of your wife on your desk, your frustration building. You shoot her a quick email about the meeting and the unfortunate delay before gathering your thoughts along with the quarterly reports. You and your wife work for the same company. She in marketing, you in sales. You had never met before until the corporate Christmas party 3 years ago. You don't know who hung that piece of mistletoe above the door frame, but everyday you thank the Gods that you and she happened under it at the same time. You practically knock each other over as you both try to move through the doorway at the same time. Her long brown curls caught your attention. You smiled, she smiled back and bit her lower lip as she checked you out. Her eyes shot up to the green spring above the door. Your eyes followed hers. You wrapped your your arms ... around her and pulled her close against you. You lips found hers. After a moment, her tongue pressed against your teeth demanding entrance. How could you refuse her? Locked together in a passionate embrace you kissed each other for several minutes, not caring who saw you. You lips parted briefly, faces flushed with passion. She led you by the hand down the hall to an empty office. Quickly she pulled you through the door and locked it behind you. She practically pushed you down on the carpeted floor and began pulling at your belt. You had not yet spoken a word to her and this woman is going to take you. You were under no illusions about who was the aggressor here. She nimbly pulled down your pants and briefs in one fluid motion. Standing above you for a moment, she stared down at you. Even though her face was obscured by shadows in the dark office, you could feel the fire in her eyes. She stroked your hardness for a moment then squatted down over your hips. She reached under her skirt to pull her panties to the side and mounted you. You both gasped as she slid down your ridged cock. It seemed like she would never reach the bottom, but you reached the end of her as you butted into her cervix. She sat there motionless for a moment and then started to unbutton her blouse. After removing it she bent over to kiss you again and to press her braless tits into you mouth. Then she began to thrust against you, trying to get that extra inch inside her. You bit her nipple as her clit rubbed ...