“And your director Tom?” I added. Sex I couldn’t concentrate at work. She swayed her curvy hips as she walked behind the desk near Tom, and then brought her finger to her lips. “Let her breathe, please,” I said into the phone. He pushed down on Selena’s head again, and pointed his cock at her face. “Good little slut,” said Tom as he patted Selena’s face twice. “Yes sir?” said Selena, coyly. A lot of hot girls, most celebrities, you’d definitely want to come, buddy.”
“I don’t want to go to your shitty-”
He hung up. Her big hoop earrings swung as her head bobs. Only mine. “Harry says face!” said Tom, pulling Selena off of his cock. His voice blared throughout the office. He just kept shooting stream after stream onto Selena’s face, shooting into her mouth, onto her face, down her neck, he was painting her with his cum. “Clean, baby,” said Tom as he pointed his cock down at Selena’s face. She still loves me, I thought to myself. He grinned and slapped her face a couple times, just firm enough to assert his dominance.
