Chapter 31

• “That’s right, pull it up. Let me see that wet pussy!” My hands trembled, from the sensations derived from my centre as it soaked my panties wet, amplified by his intense lustful gaze. He licked his lips, as he whipped out his cock. He never broke his gaze, not even once. “Touch it.” He lowly whispered. “Slowly, show me how wet that pussy is.” His breathe was heavy, it itself coming out in deep and low moans.
• If you are wondering how I got myself into this position, don’t worry you are not alone. I often question myself what I was thinking getting myself into this situation, day and night. The day had started well unlike its previous counterpart and this time I had managed to pull out a descent outfit. Hayden was in the office per usual, working his ass off. We didn’t even speak a word to each other till I pulled him out of his thoughts with my question.
• His hands were slowly moving up and down his gigantic manhood as he watched me slide my fingers in and out of my sloppy wet hole. I didn’t think of it as possible for it to get any wetter. “Touch your breasts!” He ordered, “I want them out! Faster! Faster! Fuck!” He screamed, his moans getting louder as his fapping increased. My body felt hot too, my mind out of place, the throbbing sensations too strong for me to concentrate at two things at the same time. My womanhood clenched, the intense sensations clouding my mind, as my eyes rolled backwards when the climax got too hot handle. I was dripping fluids. The stench of sex was everywhere in the room. My legs were wide open with my pink panties dangling from one leg as my dress crunched at my waist. My body was still shaking as I lived through the last pulses of my orgasms. I did not feel him get up, too lost in my own little euphoria, but I did feel him come to a standstill near my face, his giant red blob staring at me angrily, but it did not stay like that for long. He jerked rapidly erecting his swollen manhood towards my face, his grunts getting louder and deeper as he released his warm sperm all over my face. To my amazement, I wasn’t repulsed by it, in fact my mouth was wide open as I licked the sticky semen that had managed to coat my lips. I didn’t need to be a rocket scientist to know that my pussy was making a mess on his desk. I could feel it.