Good service manager

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She sat down beside me, leaning closer, her mouth filled with my freshly ejaculated semen. A trickle of white fluid clung to the corner of her lips, which she licked away with relish. Unfazed by the stench, she swallowed the entire amount, a satisfied look on her face. "Manager's semen tastes so good, and your penis tastes so good too," she said, "I want more..." Then she bent down and began licking my still-erect penis. Though she didn't say it aloud, the mockery in her eyes revealed her smug satisfaction at her superior skills. Her actions, now focused on helping my penis regain its strength, carried a hint of pity. A surge of anger rose within me. "You little brat, you asked for this! If I don't show you what's what, you won't know your place!

" My limp penis quickly regained its strength, half thanks to her skillful oral sex, and half to my own abundant energy. This wasn't just me being coy; damn it, I'll show you what I'm made of, you bitch! I jumped off the table, roughly shoved Xiaoling's body onto it, spread her legs with both hands, and thrust my newly revived penis into her vagina without a word. She cried out, her face contorted in pain. I didn't care about her wishes; with a frenzied expression, like a rapist, I held her arm down with one hand and grabbed her breast with the other, violently twisting my waist and thrusting.

At first, she probably struggled and resisted due to the pain of my enormous penis entering her. But after a few dozen thrusts, the pain clearly turned into pleasure, making her look intoxicated, her eyes glazed, drool dripping from her mouth, and she stuck out her tongue, shouting, "So good, so good, Manager, you're so strong, so amazing... Ah, ah..." I buried my head in my work, watching her snow-white, huge breasts sway with her body, those full, fleshy mounds that I couldn't quite grasp with my hands, and couldn't help but ask her, "Xiaoling, your breasts are so big, what cup size are they?" She grabbed my hands, her mind frantic, and said with great difficulty, "Um... ah... it's, it's 36D, um, so good, so comfortable!" After a while, she asked me again, "Manager, your penis is so thick, so long, so hard, ah... how big is it?" I smiled and didn't answer. It's faster to ask your own vagina about these kinds of questions! I thrust my hips harder, increasing the speed of my thrusts. This made her even more frenzied, constantly pulling at my arms, her nails digging deep into my skin. The pain made me instinctively lower myself, pressing down on her. She seemed to misunderstand, opening her mouth and sticking out her tongue, her face full of lust. I took the opportunity to kiss her lips, our pink tongues meeting in each other's mouths, mingling with saliva and sweat. I pressed my body against hers, my chest against her ample breasts, her nipples pressed and deformed, an indescribable pleasure.

She moved her hands to my back, pinching my flesh hard. I simply wrapped my arms around her waist, lifting her up into a train bento position and continuing my vigorous thrusting. Sweat and vaginal fluid slid down her thighs, soaking the floor. Her legs wrapped around my waist, my hands tightly supporting her round buttocks, our tongues and mouths pressed tightly together. The rhythmic thrusting between my penis and her honey pot caused our bodies to sway constantly, and the two soft mounds of her breasts rose and fell beautifully, a breathtaking sight.

As I thrust, I slowly moved my feet, carrying her body towards the floor-to-ceiling window of the office. It was nearly midnight, and outside the heavy glass windows lay the vibrant, bustling night of the metropolis. Cars thronged the four-lane road, and pedestrians jostled the sidewalks. My office was on the sixth floor, not too close to the crowds, but not so far away that I couldn't see them either. Xiaoling noticed me moving towards the floor-to-ceiling window and, realizing my intentions, suddenly panicked and protested, "No, no, you can't! This is too much!" I ignored her protests and walked towards the window, a wicked smile playing on my lips. "What's wrong with that? You little slut, you always dress so provocatively. The more people see you, the more excited you get, right? Your figure is so good; it's not fair for just me to see it. Everyone on the street should have a look." As I spoke, I reached the window, and Xiaoling continued to plead, "Please, please, I beg you, please!" I ignored her pleas, turned her around, and pressed her against the window. Her breasts were pressed against the large glass, her body facing the middle of the road. I wrapped one arm around her waist and pressed the other against her buttocks, thrusting wildly again.

"Ugh... this... so embarrassing, you've seen everything, ah, ah!" She said no, but her expression showed even more immersion and ecstasy than before. I knew I'd made the right decision; she really was a perverted woman who enjoyed being watched. But seeing that the crowd below wasn't making any noise, it seemed no one had noticed us making love so close to the window. Oh well, as long as it's fun, who cares!

As I thrust, I smeared some of her vaginal fluid on my palm and rubbed it vigorously on her breasts. She said coquettishly, "You're so naughty..." but she didn't seem annoyed at all. Instead, she placed her hand on the back of my hand and rubbed it even harder. I then put my wet finger to her lips, and she actually started sucking on it passionately. I finally couldn't hold back any longer. I hooked my finger around her mouth, turned my head back, and leaned in to suck on her tongue, enjoying the smooth, wetness of her mouth.

After a few moments of kissing, I gripped her waist again and thrust into her from behind. Her breasts swayed in the air, almost making me dizzy. Her tight little hole nearly made me lose control again. Fortunately, with my penis thrusting hard, she gradually became exhausted, panting softly, her allure overflowing: "Ah...ah, no, so strong, so good, I...I'm going to come...I'm going to come..." Hearing this, I thrust even harder. I touched her vulva, massaging her clitoris in conjunction with my thrusts, hoping to stimulate her to orgasm faster. If she didn't come soon, my little brother would probably ejaculate a second time prematurely, wouldn't that be embarrassing?

"I can't take it anymore! Ah! Ah! Ah!" With a piercing scream, her body trembled repeatedly, and her vagina gushed out a large amount of clear fluid as she finally reached orgasm. At the same time, my penis, perfectly timed, ejaculated a thick stream of semen, filling her still convulsing and trembling vagina.

Holding her body, we both collapsed limply to the floor along the glass supports, panting heavily, drenched in sweat. Semen mixed with her vaginal fluids flowed from her thighs to the floor. I then remembered I'd forgotten to wear a condom, but I wasn't too worried. She turned and gave me a hug, kissing my lips and saying, "You were amazing." Then, dazed, she looked at the documents I'd torn to the floor earlier, covered in our bodily fluids and sweat, and asked, "What should we do with these documents?" I coldly looked at the soiled documents: "No big deal, we can just redo them." At that moment, I didn't want to worry about the wet documents that needed to be redone. I wrapped one arm around her waist and used the other to knead her full, firm breasts. She let out a soft moan, a mysterious, alluring smile appearing on her face.

Yes, how could I possibly worry about work now? At least, I should wait until after the second round.

[The End]

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