It was Friday when Gwen received her message from Luke.
They arranged to meet in his office. When she walked in. He was already stroking that magnificent cock of his.
His office has a perfect view down the hallway leading to the bank of elevators.
Her pussy tingled, knowing he enjoyed the sight of her coming to him. Gwen's short dress, high heels, and lovely legs. She could see in his eyes how he lusted for her. Immediately, she got on her knees, as his fingers stroked her face. She slowly slid her ruby lips over his thick phallus.
Slowly, she enjoyed the feeling of his cock growing against her tongue. She sucked the mushroom tip as he pushed deeper into her mouth. Running her tongue up his shaft. She worshiped his cock with sloppy, needy kisses. She heard the intake of his breath and then his slow exhale as he murmured, "Fuck you're good at sucking cock."
She looked up with wet eyes as he thrust down her windpipe. He heard gurgling coming from her. He felt her balled fists hit his legs begging for air. He pulled out momentarily. She sucked in oxygen with a long groan, wiped spittle from her smeared lips, and waited.
Luke laid one hand on the back of her head to hold her in place. She flashed her jade eyes up at him, as he pulled her closer and remount her raw throat. He quickened his forceful thrusts. He grunted, looked down at her and told her, "You're a born cocksucker."
She answered with a muffled moan as his balls slapped her chin.
Luke sat back down to catch his breath. His hands reached out and cupped both her breasts. "Next week I'm going to tit fuck you as my assistant cleans my cum out of that married cunt of yours," he cajoled.
She could only answer with a face full of cock with a grunt. He continued to thrust up into her throat but his need was growing too fast.