Scott Sellers - The willing secretary

She squeezed Paul's aching cock and gently jacked him off. She pushed his loose foreskin up until it almost covered the top of his prick-head. Then she rolled the skin back down, exposing the sensitive cockflesh just below the shiny pink ridge of his hot knob.

Bending over, Becky flicked the tip of her tongue into the slippery gash in Paul's cocktip, enjoying the first salty droplets of pre-cum.

"Yeah, baby. Do it! Aaaaaaahhhhhh!"

Hunching up into his lap, she nestled his cock between her big creamy tits. She worked his cock in her cleavage, savoring the feel of his velvety cockflesh against her sensitive tits. His balls banged mightily against her belly each time he thrust upward.

Eric looked lip from his pacing at the scene taking place on his couch. He slapped his forehead in disbelief. Then he blew a farewell kiss toward his law school diploma hanging on the wall. Sitting down in disgust, he buried his head in his hands.

But his cock was starting to get hard again!

Now Becky was kneeling in front of Paul, preparing to suck his cock. She cupped his balls in her hand while teasing the head of his prick with her passionate tongue.

Paul moaned, clenching the couch cushions with his powerful hands until he ripped the fabric. His fingers slipped into the couch stuffing just as Becky lowered her thrillingly hot lips and mouth down around his cockshaft!

She was overwhelmed by the feel of his pulsating veins and throbbing cum-tube rubbing across her hot lips.

"Ohhh, you fucking cunt! Suck it! Suck it faster!"

Becky was more than happy to oblige, pumping her head up and down, faster and faster. Hot juices leaked from her mouth, mingling with the first jets of Paul's pre-cum until his entire cockshaft was glistening brightly. She slurped and sucked furiously.

Paul's balls slipped up close to his prickshaft. The skin of his ball-sac grew hard and tight. Becky scraped her red fingernails across the firm skin of his balls, swirling her fingers in his curly brown pubic hair. He rocked his hips frantically, smacking his blazing cocktip again and again against the back of Becky's throat.

She was afraid of gagging. But she knew that since Paul was so close to shooting off that anything she did other than suck as hard as she could would spoil his blast-off. So she tried to take in as much of Paul's raging cock as she could, tilting her head back to line up her throat with the front of her mouth.

Paul groaned with utter satisfaction as he felt four more inches of his cock slip deep into Becky's obliging face.

"Aaaaanggghhh! Fuck it like a cunt, bitch! Like a tight cunt!"

Eric looked up, rescued from his depressing thoughts by Paul's frenzied groans. As Eric slowly opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Becky's big white asscheeks. Her ass was moving back and forth in rhythm to her bobbing head. Eric's eyes latched onto the puffed-up mound of her cunt. Drops of cunt-sauce were spilling out of her red pussy-hole. Her tiny puckered asshole was shiny with juice.

Eric needed no further invitation than the sight of Becky's soaked pussy-slit. He tore off his clothes and hurdled across the desk again, his hard prick slapping against his belly.

Eric crawled across the carpet until he was directly behind Becky's bobbing and weaving asscheeks. He gripped them firmly and guided his eager prick into her well-lubricated cunt. The feel of her hot pussy against his cocktip caused him to howl with delight.

Becky felt Eric's cock nudging against her virgin pussy. She tried to move aside, but her cunt was too slippery and Eric was in too far. With one mighty thrust, he broke through and was all the way inside her. His balls slapped up against her thighs and his fingers dug into her twitching hips. Tears of pain ran down her face and onto Paul's cockshaft. It felt like Eric had just plunged a burning spear into her pussy! She moaned in agony. But she couldn't stop sucking because Paul was about to come.

Her moans of distress only served to excite Paul further. The combination of her tight sucking mouth and her stifled whimpering drove him closer and closer to emptying his swelling, cum-filled balls.

As Eric continued fucking her from behind, the pain began to ease. Soon, the waves of desire Becky had thrilled to earlier returned. The harder Eric fucked her, the more her pleasure grew. She tried to answer his powerful thrusts now, moving her ass back against him, meeting each one of his urgent lunges.

As the fucking and sucking grew more intense, Becky found herself controlling the pleasure of the two delirious men. Each time she swallowed Paul's giant cock, Becky fucked her ass back to meet Eric's strokes. Up and down, back and forth, she fucked and sucked the two cocks in perfect rhythm.

The anticipation of two creamy, delicious loads of cum exploding into her sweaty, writhing body sent surges of ecstasy through her. Her cunt-flaps squished each time Eric's balls smacked into her pussy. Her mouth slapped against the juices splattering across Paul's lap.

"Ohhhh, baby! I'm coming! Yeah, this is it! Aaaaahhhhh!"

Hot spurts of cum splashed deep into Becky's throat as Paul started shooting his wad. His cock twitched and spumed in her boiling mouth. She sucked even harder, sucking in her cheeks until she thought her skin would split, trying to milk every last drop of hot spunk from Paul's spewing cock.

As Becky's mouth filled to the brim with creamy cum, Eric pistoned his cock into her cunt, furiously. Paul's cum bubbled from her lips as Eric began launching bursts of hot jism into her sweet cunt.

"You little bitch! Here it comes! Yeah, right up your tight cunt. Yaaaggghhhh!"

"Oh, do it!" she shrieked. "Fuck me! Cook me alive with your fucking hot cunt!"

The instant Eric's cum hit her hot pussy-walls, Becky began bucking and quivering as her orgasm racked her impaled body. She felt as if her whole insides were soaked in blisteringly hot juices. She felt as if she were immersed in a seething sea of flaming cum-sauce. She felt as if she were floating away as her hips jerked and trembled out of control.

"Ohhhh! Aiiieeeee! I'm coming so fucking good!" she wailed at the top of her lungs.

With one final, mighty hunch, Becky collapsed in a heap, sighing and hissing and steaming, sweating like a pig. The two limp, slippery cocks popped out of Becky's mouth and, cunt at almost the same time. Eric fell across her back, exhausted. Paul collapsed against the couch. His hands were covered with the couch stuffing he had ripped up in his frenzy.

"So… what do you think… about your case… now?" panted Eric.

Paul laughed and gently stroked Becky's hand, pulling strands of sweat-soaked hair away from her eyes.

"I'm glad you're my lawyer," Paul smiled. "Because you took my case… all the way… to the Supreme Cunt!"

Becky flopped down contentedly, her body slick and coated with sweat and cum. Her pussy throbbed with pleasurable echoes of the furious pumping Eric had just given her. She wanted nothing more than to lie there, inhaling the musky smells of frantic three-way fucking, and enjoy the warm afterglow.

Becky was relieved – in more ways than one. It seemed that Eric's account with Paul Reed was sound. And his choice to hire her on as his personal secretary was proving to be a very wise decision. She knew she was going to be a great help to him in the near future.

After he regained some of his energy, Eric nudged Becky. She was lying comfortably, cuddled up between Paul's legs.

"Ah, Becky? Why don't you go in and take a quick shower? Paul and I have some important business to discuss. And then this afternoon there'll be some things for you to do."

Becky felt a tingle in her cunt. She smiled back at Eric, running a hand across her big tits.