Sally smiles as she turns into Roman's office parking garage. She is still a little nervous that Jonathan, her husband could catch her. But fuck, she needs these sexual meetings. After two weeks of going daily to Roman's office, now she can't wait to bend over his desk to be spanked, fucked, or hopefully both. What a slut I've become she thinks to herself.
This afternoon, he wishes to spank her before enjoying the pleasures of her sweet married pussy. The spanking always makes Sally soaking wet, especially when he rubs her rosy cheeks after each slap, just to return and spank her arse all over again. His touch always makes her pussy lips slippery. She has learned to help him by spreading them apart and waiting for his inspection. With an animalistic grunt, using two fingers he slips knuckles deep into her cunt.
As he sucks her sweet juices off his fingers, he realizes what he has turned her into. He grabs Sally's face and looks deeply into her pleading watery eyes. Roman's face is so close to her, she wants to lean up for a kiss but she knows better.
He isn't finished with her yet.
He lets go of her face and stares down at her trembling body. He pushes her face onto his oak desk. Her eyes focus on his statue of Priapus. He begins spanking her again, but this time harder, and more unpredictably. Her whimpers turn into low moans.
Then out of nowhere, Sally feels a hot rush of electricity shoots through her, as pleasure overcomes her body. His gift of her first orgasm. He pushes his face between her trembling cheeks and licks up into her cunt. He grabs her violet panties off the floor and stuffs her face to control her moans. His tongue feels amazing to her against her wet, puffy lips. She wants to scream his name. But again, she knows better. Her emerald eyes bulge as his teeth nip her clit giving her a second orgasm that overwhelms her.
