| Straight: Serial Stories: A Kiss That Lasts Forever, Part 3 (1/2) |
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A Kiss That Lasts Forever, Part 3: Secretary A few weeks passed by and I've been doing nothing but the same, Monday through Friday, but that's not why I was sweating with my clothes strewn across the room. Today was Naudia's last at the office as a trainee so we decided to "celebrate". I was pushing my rock-hard cock into tight, little ass. Ever since her first time, Naudia has become somewhat of an anal sex addict. "Fuck me harder!" My hands were twisting her nipples and pulling them outwards. Her arms gave way and I barely caught her before she hit the table. I laid her down and moved my hands down to her wet slit. I pulled on her clit roughly and she suppressed a scream of pure ecstasy. The sound of folders dropping and a gasp made us both whip our heads towards the door. My hot secretary, Clea, was standing in the doorway. I hadn't even heard her open the door. She silently picked up the folders as if she hadn't just seen me fucking Naudia. "I won't tell anyone, if you let me join you," she almost whispered. For a moment, it was silent, than I leaned over and whispered something in Naudia's ear. She walked over to my desk and started rummaging through the drawers. "Come here," I told Clea. She walked over to me and I grabbed her wrists, pulling her into a deep, merciless kiss. I pushed her up against the glass wall and turned her to face it. We were on the 47th floor so we had nothing to worry about. I fell to my knees and ran my tongue around the lace edge of her black stockings. They were about 3 inches above her knees and her grey skirt overlapped them by an inch. She was sexy, not as much as the other brunette goddess in my office but still damn close. I lightly ran my finger along the wet spot on her matching black panties. I pushed my finger inside her as far as her tight little panties would allow and squirmed it all around. "Stop...stop...teasing me...please," she moaned out in a breathy voice. Naudia came over to us wearing a 7-inch strap-on, a gag in her hand. She rubbed the gag into her own cunt, covering it in her cum before stuffing it into Clea's mouth and clasping the clear straps together at the back of her head. Naudia walked behind Clea, pulled up her skirt, and slipped down her panties before placing the tip of her silicone cock at the entrance of her anal hole. "Bend over," she commanded. Clea bent over and I examined her firm, round ass. Naudia gave her left ass cheek a firm spank, then the right, leaving perfect imprint of her hands on Clea's tight ass. I noticed how hard Clea was clenching her asshole and I almost told her to relax, but I guessed she'd figure it out. Naudia pushed the tip of her strap-on in Clea's clenched hole. "Jesus girl, loosen up." Naudia pulled out and went over to my desk, grabbed the bottle of lube stashed away inside, and sloshed some on Clea's hole and some on her fake dick. The smell of feminine cum finally got the better of me. I reached down to my rock hard member and started jerking like a turned on teenager. It wasn't hard to cum, watching my girlfriend and hot secretary have strap-on sex. The friction created by |
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