J Watson - Come with me, dad!

"Hot damn!" he moaned. "Hot damn, that's nice! That's so fucking nice. Do it to me, baby! Suck it good!"

He wrapped some of her silken hair around his fingers and he began to direct the movements of her head. He could feel her hot mouth going all the way down to his heavy, cum-filled balls. He knew he'd never felt any one sucking him so good.

"Oh shit, baby," he said. "You know how to blow me. You know how to suck my fucking cock. Oh shit, it feels good!"

He made her move her head faster, and her teeth scraped against his sensitive flesh. She kept feeling his balls with the tips of her fingers. His heart was pounding.

"Shit, baby!" he moaned. "That's the way I want it. Shit, you're really giving me some head!"

She moved her fingers up from his balls to wrap around the base of his cock. She kept her fingers tightly around his cock so he couldn't drive it any deeper. She almost gagged a couple of times because he was ramming it so deep. She kept using her teeth on his sensitive cockhead each time he pulled back.

"Oh, Jesus!" he gasped. "You're going to get a mouthful of cum this time, baby! Shit, I'm almost there. I'm almost fucking there!"

She no longer had to do anything. He gripped the back of her head as tight as he could and he was ramming his stiff prick into her mouth. She had to release his prick and allow his prick to get deep into her throat. She could feel every throbbing inch of his prick inside her mouth.

"Are you ready to swallow it, bitch?" he asked. "Are you fucking ready to swallow it? Oh shit, you'd better be ready. You'd better be fucking ready! Oh shit, bitch! Here I come! Here it fucking comes!"

She felt it growing bigger and thicker and suddenly his cock was exploding into her throat. She could feel the hot cock cream flowing down her throat and she had to swallow again and again. She felt her entire mouth filling up with cum. She couldn't swallow fast enough and she could feel it dripping out of the corners of her mouth.

"Take it all, bitch," he said softly. "Oh shit, that feels good. Just keep working your lips up and down."

He had eased his grip, and she could move her head. She slowly pulled her head back and forth, and her tongue searched his cock for every milky drop of his cum. She finally had it all and she lifted her head. She had done it. She was pleased with herself. She had sucked his cock until he had shot his wad in her mouth. And she had enjoyed it.

"Oh baby," he said, stroking her head. "Oh baby, that's nice. You don't know how good that felt."

"There's something you can do for me," she said.

"I'm giving you the job, sugar," he said.

"But you're going to have to wait for a few minutes before I'm hard again. I'm not as young as used to be."

Melody could see that Bill was telling the truth. It was going to be a few more minutes before Bill's cock was hard enough to put in her oat. Maybe longer than a few minutes. His cock really looked soft. It didn't seem fair. Her pussy was on fire right now and she needed something to ease the ache.

She thought of asking him for his tongue, but Bill didn't seem to be that interested in her anymore. She realized that he was one of those men who was only out for his own pleasure.

Then Melody remembered the haughty bitch who was Bill's secretary. She was a dingy looking blonde who had looked at Melody like she was a piece of dirt. She didn't approve of Melody's outfit or of Melody. Melody had already figured out that life was going to be hard working with that secretary unless she did something about it.

Melody suddenly had the answer. "What's your secretary's name?" Melody asked. Melody played with his prick as she asked the question, but Bill's cock looked lifeless.

"Bonnie," Bill answered. "Maybe she could give me some relief," Melody suggested.

It took Bill a moment before he figured out what she was talking about. He turned a little red, and Melody thought she'd overstepped herself. But then he grinned.

"Goddamn," he said. "I would have never thought of anything like that."

"Wouldn't you enjoy watching?" Melody asked.

"You bet your ass," Bill said. "You mean, you'd actually let her eat your cunt?"

"Just call her in here," Melody said. "You can tell her to do anything to me that you like."

Melody's pussy was burning as Bill went over to his intercom.

Bonnie Rose Willingham sat back in her office chair as she started feeling a little faint. Her boss had just ordered her to come into the private office. Bonnie knew what went, on in that office. She had constantly ignored the moans and cries that came from it. She had a good job and she wanted to keep it.

Bonnie had always considered herself lucky. She had been secretary to the man who owned the company before Mr. Thompson. She had never really been interviewed by Mr. Thompson. She sometimes thought he kept her on just to tease her a little.

She had always wondered what do when her turn came to go into the inner office.

Her first impulse was to run. She would leave town and go somewhere else. But Bonnie had no place else to go. She knew what she was. She was a secretary getting older by the moment and who was considered a little bit of a mouse by most people. She knew she'd never find another job in the town if she made Bill Thompson mad at her.

And Bonnie was frightened at the thought of leaving this town for another. It had been her home too long.

Just like she'd had this job too long, and she knew she couldn't give it up now, no matter what awful things she had to do.

Bonnie got up and went to the door. She turned the door handle and walked into the room. She gasped in shock and horror. It was worse than she'd expected. Melody was sitting on the couch and she was completely naked. Bill Thompson was sitting behind his desk, but she could tell that he was also naked.

"Close the door, Bonnie," Bill said.

"Please, Mr. Thompson," she said. Her knees felt weak and she was ashamed of the tears in her eyes. "Please don't."

"Come in and close the fucking door!" Bill said. "Or march your ass out of this office and find another job!"

She had never heard him talk to her this way before. For a moment she was tempted to walk out. She couldn't stay here. But all of her old fears and nervousness came back and she closed the door.

"That's a good girl," Bill said. "Now we're having a little party and we want you to join us. Take off your clothes."

She could feel her heart pounding as she looked at the two people sitting in the room. The thing she had feard all these years was finally going to happen. She had a decision to make.

"Don't waste my time, baby," Bill said. "Do what you're told or I'll find somebody who will."

She sighed. She knew she had no choice. She knew she would do as Bill told her. She would do anything he told her. She wanted to keep her job, and she was afraid of any change in her life.

"All right," she said. "I'll do what you want. But please send her out of the room."

"No chance, baby," Bill said. "I never would have thought of this if it hadn't been for her."

She felt sick to her stomach. Still, she started to undo the buttons of her dress. She undid it all the way and let it fall to the floor. She was dressed in panties and bra. She reached behind her back and unhooked her bar. She could feel the cool air touching her tits as she dropped the bra on the floor.

"Jesus," Bill said. "I never would have believed it. You've got quite a nice little set!"

She knew her tits didn't compare with Melody's. Bonnie's tits were only half the size, but they were nicely shaped and she had big brown nipples. She wanted to hide herself as she felt both of them staring at her. But then she shrugged. There was no sense trying to hide. They were going to do what they wanted with her.