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There was a time not too long ago that I met a man, we will call him T.A.. T.A. because he loved my tits and he loved my ass. I have to say, I really loved his dick the most out of anything. My own personal Italian Stallion that made my heart race. He was professional, confident, attractive and everything I found desirable in a partner. He was always so busy, but he always found time for our fun. This particular time, I had been teasing him through sexy messages all day, getting him to express his dirtiest desires to me in secret. He sent me sexy photos and messages in return for my kinky thought. I suggested since he would be working late that I sneak over to his ‘office’ for his dinner break.

Of course, this was totally against the rules of security and regulations, but neither one of us cared at that time. I found my way to the office and he brought me through security and we went to the fourth floor of the office. T.A. looked incredibly sexy and almost a desperate desire to have his way with me. Before this encounter, I had given him oral in his car several times, without relief for me (I revel in pleasing, so this was not something I particularly worried about). He told me that this time, he owed me many orgasms. He certainly delivered. Once I was in his personal office it did not take much time before his face was buried between my legs and the clothes had been torn off. I was completely naked before him sitting on the edge of the desk with my legs bent up, grabbing his head and moaning out of sheer pleasure and memories rushing back to me from our previous encounters it was absolutely divine.

He wouldn’t stop, he would take a break to not only catch his breath but to tell me it was okay for me to cum all over him. He couldn’t wait to be drenched in my juices. I felt my body shake and quiver with the beginnings of an amazing and indescribable multiple squirting orgasm. Even still, he wouldn’t stop, he reminded me that I needed to be pleasured more and more. He switched positions, this time on top of my body sliding in deep and taking all of me for his. I could not get enough of his arms and shoulders in front of me. I wanted to grab and touch every part of him. I wanted to make sure he was not a very vivid figment of my imagination. His thrusts and pumps were enough to send me into a tailspin of even more wet releases. I couldn’t have imagined anything better, anything more fulfilling than this moment. He had been gone for so long that it almost was as if this wasn’t real and wasn’t truly happening.

I left the office with a smile on my face and a wet pair of lips. It was the most incredible, slutty secret sex I had ever had. Want to hear more about me and where to find my dirty tales, click here.

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