Victoria Parker - She sits and sucks

Mr. Madison pulled back, took his prick out, and bent over the contract. He inked in with his signature and signed both copies.

"You have to sign one more, Susan," he said. Sue signed, then he lifted her up onto his desk. She lay back and pulled up her skirt. Mr. Madison mounted the desk, hovered over Sue. He pushed down. She clutched at his cock, grabbed it, and shoved the big prick in.

"Now, now we're fuckin'!" Sue said.

Mr. Madison pumped up and down. His balls hit her ass, slapped the desk.

Sue opened her legs wide, stuck them up in the air, then horse-shoed them around Mr. Madison.

Her ponytails swished on Mr. Madison's desk. He slid a hand under her bouncing ass, fingered up into her hairy asshole.

"Ah, oh!" Sue gulped… "Up my ass…hey! You're up my ass, too!"

"You sweet fucker!" Mr. Madison chirped.

He pumped and humped on top of her. Sue wiggled and writhed under him, bouncing wildly, squeezing her legs tighter around his hard body.

He scaled her red mouth with a sweet kiss, and they fucked harder and faster, really getting into a sweet screwing, a fine fucking.

"You don't think I'm too old for you, huh?" Mr. Madison whispered.

"Oh, no, sir. I like it that you're older. I love it that you are a real man."

"We're gonna make a great stock market team, Susan," he panted.

"Yeahhhh!" she shouted. "I'm your fuckin' financial advisor now… and don't you ever forget it, goddammit!"

"Darling!" he whimpered.- "You better not ever forget it!" "I won't, Sue! I won't!" "You better not, dammit!"

"Never!"

"And you better fuck me when I want to fuck!"

"Oh yes!"

"Well, fuck me then, dammit!" Sue chirped. "I'm tryin'!"

"And I'm gonna run your fuckin' business!" Sue challenged.

"I know you are. You'll end up with everything."

"You better put that in your will, Mr. Madison."

"You promise?"

"I promise," Mr. Madison gulped.

He was pumping like a wild, insane, retarded sex pervert now. His big cock was sliding in a curved hard-on into Sue's tight cunny.

She reached around and hooked a finger up his ass.

"Now we're fuckin' each other's asshole, too," Sue whispered.

"You goddess! You wonderful darling!" the man moaned, his voice full of emotion, trembling.

They looked fabulous. Man and cheerleader on the desk, high above the city, fucking like fuckers should fuck, humping like lovers should hump. His ass bumped up and down. Sue fingered his shithole. He fingered hers.

Sue's little knee-socked legs were wrapped tightly around him. She bounced up and down on his desk to meet his manly thrusts.

"I'm your fuckin' goddess!" Sue exclaimed. "You got that right!"

"Your fucker!"

"My goddess fucker!"

Sue and Mr. Madison were fucking now like no two people had ever fucked in the world history of fuckdom.

This is what fucking is all about, Sue thought, feeling good, talkin' to each other, being ravished by the titillating tickle of desire.

"Now, Sue! Let's cum!" "Okay!" Sue yelled back. "Now!"

"Okay. I said, okay! Dammit, I said let's cum. I'm ready, Mr. Madison,

"Ahhhhh, ah!" he huffed, his voice low, guttural, like an animal, as his cock poured forth a frothing slush of cream that sprayed Sue's cunt.

"Yeah, yeah, cum, sir!"

And then the climactic delight of orgasm gripped Sue.

"Oh, shit!" she cried. "Fuck me, you dirty guy!"

"I love you, Susan!"

"I know that, Mr. Madison… just don't stop fuckin'!" Sue yelped, yielding to her orgasm.

They fucked it off on the desk, scaling their love with an interchange of slushy cum, their signatures already inked to a contract that would not only please both of them in the years to come, but change their lives for the better.