I Could Lose My Job For This!

Oh Flowers, I know I could lose my job, but I have to tell you.

It's such a boring day at work, the Sex Machine came to keep me company. He knows I have on my leather thong and bra with the cut out nipples.

I was trying to get Livey to help me with my comments but Sex Machine kept groping me. I was getting so moist, I almost slid out of my chair.

I couldn't stand it anymore when Sex Machine whipped out the riding crop. He pushed up my skirt, bent me over the desk, and gave me the whipping I deserved. I thought he'd never stop as I felt a wetness run down my leg.

He picked me up and sat me on the desk, then teased me with his tongue. I reached for his hair, got two handfulls and almost pulled it out.

I thought we were being quiet, but when he rammed that love tool into me I screamed. Just then my boss came charging through the door to see what was wrong.

Sex Machine told her she was next in his sexy, husky voice. My boss charged at us, lifted up her skirt and bent over! His swollen member seemed to move in her direction, while never missing a lick on my oh so dripping honey pot.

My boss bent over in front of him and he rode her like a stallion, all the while lapping at me like a horse at trough.

After we switched positions several times.....


I woke up dammit!

(by the way, my naughty guardian angel wrote this, not me!!! LOL!!!! -b)