Secretary

Mr. Madisen interrupted her reflection by pushing her knees apart and moving between them. She stared, longingly, at his pulsing cock. She licked her lips, relishing the mixture of flavors and scents that lingered in his wake. Mr. Madisen’s pre-cum mixed with the traces of the milk that slicked her tits for him tasted, to her, like pure sex. Raw, feral, almost animalistic surged through Sandy’s body – something she had never before felt. She reached down between her legs, grabbed the crotch of her panties and actually ripped them when she yanked. She needed him to fuck her so badly that the eighteen dollars she just lost were of no concern.

“Please Mister Madisen,” she pleaded, “Please give me that dick! Your dirty, slutty secretary needs you to fill her up. She needs you to suck these big, sore tits and get all this milk out.” What on Earth was that? Sandy asked herself. You never talk dirty! She arched her hips toward Mr. Madisen’s groin, trying to urge him to ram that huge rod insi