You, bent over the desk with your head turned to one side, hair a mess. There was a light knock at the door behind me, taking me out of my reverie. Sex I start to gently stroke my cock in and out and I can feel your hole relax, accepting my dick. You were looking straight at the bulge in my pants with your lips slightly parted as you ran your tongue over them. I hold you by the hips as I ram my cock into you, your tight asshole pulling and stroking my cock. I smiled back at you. My cock throbs, pumping a huge load of cum down into your throat. Your smile was infectious. You lean down and we kiss me, tenderly, as we sit like this, my cock deep inside you, not moving, just experiencing each other. I feel myself coming up against the back of your throat. I can feel you struggling not to gag, but you seem to be enjoying it. Later, when you returned you had a rough draft of the report compiled. You are on the edge of ecstasy, wantonly riding my stiff cock, on the verge of an orgasm of your own. I lean back again, arching my hips to drive deeper into you. You kiss me deeply, and then continue down my body,
