I scream out. He moans and squirms on his chair, and I can’t take my eyes off his squirting cock. YES!” he moans above me, and I feel his cock explode hotly inside me. He is now standing over my right shoulder, and his finger makes me flinch as he strokes my pussy. At the same time, I feel his second finger touching my labia and imagine I can smell the excitement in his breath, which smells faintly of whisky. I smile with satisfaction, and that gives him the rest. “I’ve got a really hungry pussy here who can’t wait.” The man behind the desk is around 50 and wears a suit. “YES! Maybe one or two of them would touch my tits or hold my thighs for Antonio. I’m not worried about being overlooked. “I see you’ve missed me too, little whore,” he says complacently and lowers his head between my legs. “I see you’ve missed me too, little whore,” he says complacently and lowers his head between my legs. Antonio takes complete possession of my lips; my tongue and even my teeth seem to enjoy the sucking and licking.
