I struggled against the urge to cum. “Mandy is alright,” I said, both because it was the truth and because I was slightly taken aback by the unexpected statement. I looked away as she stood up, placed the coffee and filters next to the pot and, grabbed the carafe. She cried out as another orgasm ripped through her body. We lit our cigarettes and smoked in amiable quiet. The feel of her hot, wet mouth was pure ecstasy. “Well, it wasn’t anything serious anyway,” I replied cautiously, wondering if Mandy had been hoping for more and sent Liv on a recon mission. Liv looked back nervously over the rim of her coffee cup. Recognizing Olivia, a cute little brunette supervisor, I relaxed and leaned against the counter laughing at myself. I tried not to stare as the baggy red shirt opened. I lay her on the empty desk and pushed her legs apart, looking down at her spread open, shimmering cunt. I continued to spank her, my cock stiffening against my jeans. Liv released my cock with a little pout. She cried out softly in a mixture of pain and pleasure.
