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My limp penis quickly regained its strength, half thanks to Xiaoling's skillful oral sex, and half to my own abundant energy. This wasn't just a boastful act; damn it, I'll show you, you filthy bitch, what I'm capable of! I jumped off the table, roughly shoved Xiaoling onto it, spread her legs, 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, thrusting and twisting with all my might. At first, she struggled and resisted, probably in pain from the entry of my enormous penis. 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 only fueled her madness, her passion raging on and on as she tugged at my arm, 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 a picture of wanton lust. I seized the opportunity to kiss her, 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, the nipples pressed and deformed, an indescribable pleasure. She moved her hand to my back, digging hard into my flesh. I simply wrapped my arms around her waist, lifted her up, and continued to thrust into her in a train-like position. Sweat and vaginal fluid slid down her thighs, soaking the floor. Her legs were wrapped around my waist, and I held her round buttocks tightly with both hands, our tongues and mouths pressed together. The rhythmic thrusting between my penis and her vagina caused our bodies to sway constantly, and the two soft mounds of her breasts rose and fell beautifully, a sight to behold. As I thrust in and out, I slowly moved, carrying her towards the office's floor-to-ceiling window. It was nearly midnight, and outside the heavy glass window lay the vibrant, bustling night of the metropolis. Cars thronged the four streets, and pedestrians thronged the sidewalks. The office was on the sixth floor, not too close to the crowds, but not so far that they were invisible either. Xiaoling noticed me moving towards the window and, realizing my intention, 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 get to enjoy it." As I spoke, I reached the window, and Xiaoling was still pleading, "Please, please, I beg you, please!" I didn't care what she said, turned her over, and leaned her against the window. Her breasts were pressed against the large glass window, her body facing the middle of the road. I had one arm around her waist and the other on her buttocks, and I thrust into her wildly again. "Ugh... this... so embarrassing, I'm completely exposed, ah, ah!" She said no, but her expression was even more absorbed and ecstatic than before. I knew I had made the right decision; she really was a perverted woman who enjoyed being watched. But looking at the crowd below, there wasn't much movement, so it seemed no one had noticed that we were making love right next 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 to mind at all. Instead, she put 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; she had finally reached orgasm. At the same moment, my penis, perfectly timed, ejaculated a thick stream of semen, filling her still convulsing and trembling vulva. Holding her body, we both collapsed limply to the ground along the glass supports, panting heavily and drenched in sweat. Her vaginal fluid mixed with semen flowed from her thighs to the floor, and I realized I had 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, looking dazed, she stared at the documents I had earlier ripped to the floor, 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 put one arm around her waist and used the other to knead her full, firm breasts. She let out a soft moan, a mysterious, seductive smile appearing on her face. Yes, how could I worry about work now? At least, I should wait until after the second round. [The End]

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