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Freaking out
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Freaking out I had been working with her for months and every day I was more excited about her figure and her blonde hair. She was always groomed, elegantly dressed with the uniform, white blouse and black stockings culminated with<b> heels. </font></b>Her hands were thin, with a perfect manicure that had made me imagine her caress her sex with those long fingers, introducing them into her pussy then unknown to me. One day we were alone in the office. On some occasion I had hinted that I liked her, but that day I couldn't contain myself, I was tired of repressing myself and made the step. I approached her table from behind and stroked her hair. She looked at me surprised, but she did not resist the kiss I spontaneously gave her. She opened his lips and our tongues began to play around. Without asking, I slid my hands to her breasts, perfect, round, perfectly sized to my hands. I felt her excited and my cock got so hard that she didn't resist stroking it over my pants. She got up from her chair and we continued kissing and caressing each other, until she asked me to show her it. I told her to unbutton my pants, but she refused, she wanted me to make the step. I slowly released the belt and began to unfasten the buttons, until my erect member jumped like a spring, still hidden behind the boxers. She asked me to continue, so I released my cock completely. She stared at her for a moment, surprised by its beauty. "I had never seen such a beautiful cock," she claimed, and then knelt down and sucked it on me. She could not finish the blow job because suddenly we heard someone enter the office, but we both knew that that day had begun a relationship that would end for many years thanks to a sexual tuning that we were perfecting day after day. |
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