I want you to fuck me.
The text was straightforward enough, but he knew that this would not be a routine run of the mill fucking, Nothing about fucking this woman was routine or run of the mill. And that was how he liked it. Taboo and all kinds of naughty.
How would you like me to fuck you?
He had a million ideas about how he would fuck her, but they all ended the same way, his cock buried deep inside her, hands gripping her hips and the deep spasm of her pussy enveloping him.
In the carpark, bent over the front of your ute.
His cock was hard before he finished reading. Thoughts of her bent over with her legs spread milled through his head. It was always a struggle to say no to her. Often, he wasn’t up the task and like today, he found himself taking risks just so he could satisfy the urge to bury himself deep inside her. The job site before him reminded him of his boss’s pressure and deadlines.Yet he remained unmotivated.
Will you wear that skirt?
He was glad his clothes were loose. Walking around the work site with a boner was always awkward.
Of course.
He looked around at his co-workers. How would they react if he suddenly walked out? Did he care? Of course, it wasn’t the right thing, but all he could think about was his cock buried deep in her wet cunt while she squirmed and whimpered under him.
I want to go home with your cum running down my leg.
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