Robert Vickers - Spread Wide Secretary

"Karl, darling, I love kissing – but I'd love kissing this even more."

Mary Ellen's fingers moved down to Bennet's crotch. With a quick movement, she had his rigid prick out. His cock sprang upright in the light, looking like a huge red flagpole. All it lacked was an American flag flying from it.

Veronica gasped, then pressed her fingers to her lips. The couple inside the office hadn't heard her brief outburst; they were too busy with each other. But the sight of her boss' rigid prick turned her on in a big way. She hadn't thought Karl Bennet was this well hung. His prick had seemed big inside her this morning, but any sized cock could have gotten her off because she was so hot to fuck.

He was a giant! That cock had to be at least nine inches long!

"I love it when you do that, Mary Ellen," Karl said, his voice sounding husky. He moved around so that his throbbingly hard cock was thrust into his secretary's hand. He moved his hips up and down so that he was fucking into the tight circle of her fingers.

"No, Karl, don't," the raven-haired girl complained. "Here! Fuck me here!"

She lifted her ass entirely off the chair seat and hiked up her dress.

Her cunt gleamed in the light. Tiny drops of cunt juice beaded her trembling pussy mound. Veronica felt shudders wracking her slender body. This was going to be better than anything she'd ever seen! This was the best grand opening of all!

"Fuck me, Karl, fuck me good! I want to feel that rigid prick of yours inside my cunt, fucking as hard as you can!"

Their mouths met again and melted together. Bennet felt his secretary's tongue impulsively pressing into his mouth. Opening his lips, he let her have her way. Then he stroked and rolled his rough, wet tongue over hers to give her a turn-on like he was getting.

His hands roved her body. He was like a maestro playing with her emotions. His hands moved constantly, searching out new and exciting places on her wanton body. Lingering for a moment on a snowy mound of titflesh, his fingers pressed down until red streaks appeared on the naked white slopes of her tits.

His fingers took hold of her aroused nipple and tweaked. She moaned softly and snuggled closer. The warmth in her body mounted. She felt her senses coming alive. The mouth on hers was nice. The saliva mixing with hers was sweeter than any wine. And his tongue continually drove in hard and deep.

His hands were pressing firmly into her tender body. He moved down from her swelling tits to her slightly domed belly. His hands pressed down firmly, making her struggle passionately in his grip. The fires in her belly were definitely lit when his hand strayed a few inches lower and he began massaging her trembling pussy mound.

"God, Karl, this is what I need! Oh, yes, darling! Yes! Fuck me now!

Slip that cock of yours into my cunt and fuck me!"

Veronica almost came. She felt her cunt juices boiling inside her. But she stifled her outcries. She didn't want to jeopardize her erotic entertainment. This was too delicious to pass up. Her boss and his secretary in a private, live sex show!

The juices were oozing out around Karl Bennet's fingers now. He didn't seem to care. And Mary Ellen was past caring. All that mattered to her was his hand moving along her cunt lips. A light touch across her clit sparked a charge of pure ecstasy in her body.

But it rapidly passed. He didn't linger to pursue the joy she felt. His fingers parted her trembling pussy lips and gently slipped back and forth along the turgid flaps of her sensitive cunt flesh. She was gasping for air like a fish out of water. She could barely contain herself when a finger stabbed deep into her twat.

Mary Ellen drove her hips downward. She had to impale her pussy on that finger. The dark-haired girl ground her hips in an erotic circle to move the finger around in the tightness of her cunt. She had to have more of that finger fucking into her trembling pussy.

But Karl Bennet denied her this joy. The man left her juicy cunt hole and moved back to her asshole. It burned with pleasure when his cuntjuice-greased finger slipped all the way up her shit chute.

He buggered her with his slender digit. And Mary Ellen wanted something bigger up her rear – like the cock still pulsing hotly in her hand. His prick trembled like an overeager colt every time she squeezed down.

Pulling on its length, she tried to guide his cock to her cunt. That was where such a fine prick belonged – surrounded by her hot sheath of clutching trembling pussy!

"Fuck me, fuck meeeee!" she begged piteously.

Veronica almost wanted to cry out: "Do it, Karl dear, fuck her!" but she held her tongue. She was almost as hot as if she was the one on the receiving end of her boss' attentions.

Karl Bennet laughed at Mary Ellen's eagerness. "Not yet. When I think you're good 'n hot, then I'll stick it in."

Mary Ellen sobbed and clutched fiercely at his rigid prick, making Bennet gasp. There wasn't any disguising her naked lust for him. She needed him inside her cunt, fucking her, giving her all that he was now denying her.

Mary Ellen felt his hands working over her body again. She was being stimulated all over. His fingers pressed and stroked and moved restlessly over her crotch. He found her tiny little clit and gave it a feathery touch.

She had to hold back the orgasm that threatened to consume her. She wanted as much force behind the come as she could get.

His fingers spread her trembling pussy lips wide. And then he had his middle finger driven deep into her cunt again. She sighed and twitched her mobile hips around his finger. It wasn't a cock, but this was better than nothing up her sopping-wet, convulsing cunt. She would have to be satisfied until he was ready to grant her the gift of his huge, rigid prick.

His cock bounced and bucked under her grip. She began working her hand up and down the hot cylinder of his cockflesh until he gasped for breath. She loved the way his iron-hard prick felt so hot and heavy.

She knew his cock would drive deep into her, heat her guts until she couldn't hold back any longer. And Mary Ellen wanted it in her trembling pussy!

"Fuck me, damn you. I want you now!"

"Okay, okay. Just help me lift you a little. Damned chair seat's so awkward. Hate fucking in here."

Veronica licked her lips as she watched Karl Bennet lift Mary Ellen up and position her back on the chair. Veronica moved around a little to get a better view. And the sight almost made her come, even though she didn't have her boss' cock in her cunt.

Mary Ellen was lying across the chair while her lower body dropped down to the floor. Her legs were spread wide so that Bennet could work his erect prick up into her seething-hot cunt. Karl Bennet was flat on his back, under her. His cock rose up between her wide-spread legs.

Mary Ellen felt a familiar sensation in her trembling, expectant pussy.

She raised her head and looked down. His cock pressed into the length of her cunt lips. His prick spread her well-oiled pussy lips and gave her a tingle of anticipation of better things to come.

Mary Ellen gasped and leaned back on Karl Bennet's body when he entered her. He lifted his hips slightly and gave a convulsive buck. It drove his prick into his secretary's hot cunt hole. She reached down and slid his cock into a better position, then she gasped as he drove a full eight inches of prick into her cunt.

"Sweet Jesus," he whispered in her ear, "you're a tight one!"

His hands moved around her body and clamped down on her tits. He was able to hold her by firmly gripping her tits and driving his cock deep into her fuck tunnel.

All he had to do to fuck her was arch his back. As he relaxed, his rigid prick slipped out of her juicy cunt.

Veronica was enjoying this immensely. She wanted to join in, but she knew better. Both Mary Ellen and her boss would be blazing mad at her.