Elle left. Shy and reserved she may seem to the outside world, but he could see beyond her facade. Indian porn “Typical fucking white whore’” he continued. The first spurt was practically a long stream into the back of her throat. Obscene, nasty, wet sounds echoed from the walls of his office as he fucked her mouth like he often did her cunt. His cock hung obscenely, imposing in the bright light, one small drop of cum threatening to fall to the floor. He needed this right now, he admitted to himself. She couldn’t answer with his cock buried in the mouth she kissed her family with, but her eyes said all he needed to know. As she pulled the door closed behind her, she paused and waited for him to look up at her from his desk. “You’re gonna suck the cum from my balls, you nasty bitch…” he spoke harshly into the ceiling. “You got it, Boss,” she said. He knew she needed cock — all women did — so the lengthy trips away from her husband, combined with some gentle cajoling soon paid off. She knew this would be a big one; she instinctively closed her throat so she didn’t choke on his sticky cum.
