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"Fuuuuck," he moaned in a soft rumbling tone. "Oh fuck yes," I moaned back softly, "God your cock feels great..." Reaching for my tie, he gripped it tightly in his hand, pulling it back towards him. "God, your a good stress reliever," he let out in a rhythmic tone, leaving a void in between each word. Pulling himself all the way out, he plowed his cock deep back into me. As his cock withdrew my hole once again, he turned me around, with my ass now sitting on his desk. Pushing me back, my legs went up as he guided them in between his head, holding them there. Lining his cock back up against my hole, he thrust deeply back into me. Letting out another soft squeal, he quickly grabbed my tie, wadded it up and stuffed it into my mouth. "God why can't more of my interview go like this?" he stated as he continued his solid thrusts. Muffled through my makeshift gag, I let out a moan. "Fuck I'm about to cum..." he moaned. Thrusting slower yet harder into me, his belt buckle started to slap against my balls. With his hands still holding my feet, he slowly brought them down closer towards my abdomen, making my legs almost criss-cross, tightening my hole around his intruding shaft. Feeling his cock start to twitch, I knew he was about to shoot his load. Darting my head back, I tightened my ass further along his cock. As his cock spasmed, I could feel his warm cum shoot deep into me. Keeping his cock dug within me, holding his cum inside of me, his hands slowly guided my legs around, gyrating indian my ass around his cock. Pulling himself out, I could start to feel his cum drip out of me. Stuffing his cock back into his pants, he quickly zipped back up. Grabbing ahold of his hand, he pulled me up off the desk. "Well, thanks for that," he said. You might have to come back for a second interview..." Laughing and smiling back at him, I said "Any time..." Reaching towards my boxers and pants, I pulled them back up as I threw my shoes back on. Escorting me out his office as I tucked my shirt back in, he shook my hand and pointed me back towards the elevator. Riding the elevator back down I couldn't help but feel his cum dripping down my leg... When I was 18 I had a close buddy that I hung out with all the time. His name was David. Although we both were interested in girls and had steady girl friends at the time, we spent a lot of time together and managed to end up with some sexual experimentation with each other. You're having a boner without me saying hi.” It took me a few moments to gather my wits and to realize a real Bridget was talking to me and this was not a mental projection I could command to kingdom come. loved walking my property, and our private picnics at the pond. It would not be just the blind responses required from someone in her position; there would be feeling with it as well. She needs to step out on her own and try to make a change in her life. “Go away,” Shelly commanded her, mentally shoving her from her inner mind. Mom would work, come on and sleep. As I walked to the changing room I turned and looked back to him. The secret would be safe with me. Smiling to myself, I stood up and put the lighter I carried with me away in my pocket, before starting to walk out of the park. The I had to urge to pee so I placed my pussy over his mouth and started to pee. My pussy welcomed my son back home. We danced several fast dances, then a slow number came on. Mmm, think of all the naughty things we can do if you're all tied up.” "Just like that. We all know you far to well to think anything like that. "I think it can take this penis now." she grinned at the totally embarrassed futanari, as she lightly touched the tip poking out from between her enormous breasts. "Oh baby, this is a wonderful way to go to work," She says between moans. He backed away, then his eyes filled with anger. We close our eyes and lie in each other's arms utterly exhausted. “Want to talk about it?” She had walked into Fred's bar earlier that same evening, and had sat down on the bar stool at the bar, right beside John. OK." He stumbled over his words when he saw my dark nipples and areolas outlined in my blouse, though he tried to pretend he didn't see anything. Not that it mattered anymore, you knew what she was going to tell you. I pulled them together at the comfortable seats in the showroom. I could only remember this life. I had indian lived to see Ethan cook and remove my penis. Hmmm she thought, so these humans still used the god type of building style. “So he’ll… see my…?” But, whatever. You must understand, my lady, this is all I can tell you.”