“Maybe I go to a whore house once in a while just to see all the pussy and have some fun”, I moaned purposefully in his ear. “You like that, huh?”, I smirked into his ear, “Damn, I’ve got to admit, all this talk has me a little turned on too” It was true, I was super turned on.
Hemmings groaned, thrusting his bulge into my hand more. I might have one too” “Fucking hell”, Mr. “I hear you have a fetish for blonde girls. I bet that turns you on, Thinking about one of your workers and me eating each other out and rubbing our naked and sweaty bodies against each other” One of my hands slid down his torso and rested on top of his evident bulge. “For all you know, I could be fucking the girl at the front desk”, I smirked, “Or your secretary. Hemmings? The thought of other girls seeing me naked and getting to touch me?” “Fuck yes”, he replied. “How would you know if I have girls in my apartment every night, staying up into the early hours of the morning because we like playing with each other?”, I felt his hard on against me, “Is that turning you on Mr. But I was enjoying it, “Fuck, I might love it so much when girls eat me out that I haven’t even thought about being with a guy before” “Keep talking”, he moaned, thrusting his lower body against mine. Hemmings?”, I don’t know what came over me. “You like the idea of my face buried between another girls legs, making her scream loudly and beg for more, don’t you Mr. Hemmings groaned and one hand came up to cup my neck and keep my mouth to his ear. “You never know”, I smirked, still whispering in his ear, “I might be so good with my tongue that I’m a secret lesbian”, I taunted more, “I might be able to make girls so wet just by using words” Mr. I leant up so my mouth was on his ear, “How do you know I haven’t played with girls?”, I whispered. His eyes grew dark and lustful as I mentioned female activity. “How do you know I’ve never been with a girl before?”, I challenged. At 18 years old I would think most teenage girls would have experimented with guys and each other”, he started, rubbing my hips. “This is the most contact you’ve ever had with a guy. “What the proposition?”, I asked curiously. The last thing I needed was people seeing me with him, out at dinner. I let out a little squeal and broke away, “That hurt” “You fucking deserved it”, he smirked before pushing me to sit on top of my desk as he pushed my hair away from my face. One of his hands raised off my bum before slamming down, slapping my bum cheek. I let out a moan and wrapped my arms around his neck, enjoying the contact we were having. Hemmings brought his face close to mine, noses side by side as our lips grazed, “You’re so beautiful”, he squeezed my bum before hip lips smashed against mine. “You’ve been nothing but a pain in the ass the entire past week and I think you deserve a little straightening out”, he spoke. “W-What sort of proposition?”, I asked, shocked and nervous. His body came towards me quickly as he wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me into his body. Hemmings voice startled me that afternoon as I stood by my office window.
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