She fell to her knees and let the large head of the cock enter her mouth. It invaded her filling her cavity as she tried to fit as much of his glorious cock as possible. Wet with saliva it dribbled on her expensive blouse as she came up for air. She couldn't care less about her clothing, she needed to feel the massive cock in her pussy.
She stood up quickly and grabbed him by the arm practically dragging him toward the leather couch in the corner of the room. Forcefully she pushed him down while hiking up her skirt. Not bothering to remove her panties she simply draged the damp garment to the side as she straddled him. He looked scared and it made her even hotter. This wimp would get the fucking of his life.
All of her thoughts disappeared as the massive organ slid into her. She was wet but it was so big she had to stop and get used to its girth. It was a maddening feeling not being able to push herself deeper, to fuck the pulsing organ stretching her. She slowly rose, again impaling herself. On the fourth try she slowly sank the cock into her and started to ride it.
She grabbed his head and held his gaze. The fear had been replaced with need as the mature woman forced herself onto him. Her weight meant that he could only receive and with each thrust he sank into the couch.
It didn't take much for him to start squirming as he felt his balls begin to boil. He tried to say something but as he opened his mouth nothing but a strained gargle came out. The woman on top felt the blast inside and this set of her own orgasm. She mashed his head into her cleavage and held him there as she spasmed, riding the orgasm to its end.
She released him from his silken prison and he gasped for air. She cooly rose from him and straightened her more or less ruined clothes. As she returned to her desk she looked at the young man almost passed out on her couch.
Ohh yes, this could work out after all.
