“Tell me to stop,” he ordered her. Porn sex But Calli sat petrified in the chair, keeping herself completely focused on his eyes. He had rolled up the sleeves of his white dress shirt and his large arms were crossed in front of his chest. For Calli though, it felt like hours before Myer finally spoke. “Excuse me, miss?”
Snapping back to reality, Calli looked at the bartender, he had her drinks ready and was trying to get her attention. Still gasping for breath, she looked up into his eyes and smiled when a big grin appeared on his face. He finger banged her harder and harder and continued sucking and licking at her until he could taste her juices from her orgasm. “Would you please come up to my office before you head out?”
At this point, she knew she had no choice. “Good,” Myer said, uncrossing his arms and putting them behind him on the desk. “Are you mute?” he almost screamed at her. He whispered again, as he hand got closer to the hem of her skirt and his face got closer to hers. She used the small light from her desk lamp to organize her project folders into their correct cabinets, then pack up her Kate Spade bag with her personal items.
