nto my mouth, you begin to grind

against me, screwing my boyt in a circular motion in an attempt to force

more of your e. I feel the hefty girth of your tool - almost

twice the thiess of my own - pressing against my asswalls, f them

to balloon out of proportions. Your cockhead pokes and probes at something

deep inside my guts, urging it to give way. I remember your promise to me,

that one day I _will_ take all of you in me, even if you have to shove your

hand in and re-arrange my insides yourself.

I imagine what it would be like if someoo step in at that moment.

There I am, bent over my own desk in only my socks and shoes, my mouth

fully stuffed with anal beads and being forced to take more, my little body

boung bad forth as you ram your throbbing mand out of my

boyt. I am grunting and moaning like a bitch, partly because of your

cock raping me and partly because ea-stroke would force my mouth to

stretch even more around the slime-covered anal balls. The two remaining

beads are now almost pletely in, my lips stretched and open, my mouth

stuffed to obse shape with the white balls.

Pushing down even harder on my back, you lean your much larger body onto

mine and begin pumping into me even harder, slamming my thighs into the

edge of the desk mercilessly. It seems to me like everyone in the building

must be able to hear the racket as the desk in turn slams repeatedly into

the partition walls. You breed me like this for what seems like hours,

oblivious to my yelps of pain and the flailing of my arms as they push

despairingly and iually at your strong steel-like hands and pumping

hips. Drool drips tinuously from my splayed open mouth, making a sizable

pool on the desk along with my tears. The fact that anybody might e into

the office at any minute and witness my abuse and degradation finally

drives me over the edge and before I know it, my rock- hard boyclit is

spraying large amounts of boy-sperm all over the carpet.

It is not the first time that I cum without toug myself under your

assault.

Suddenly you yank me off the table and push me dhly onto the floor.

Again I know what you want and I wait there on my hands on knees, my back

low and my butt high. Soon I feel your hands on my hips, pulling me

bato you as your mancock slams into me again. As your red hot poker

settles into its ary glove, you reach out to grab my hair in your

fist and pull my head back. You fuck me like this for about 10 minutes,

your hand jerking my head back painfully in tandem with your cock plowing

into my depths. Without your hand to keep them in, the anal beads begin to

untangle and finally fall out of my mouth. This also means that my cries

are no longer muffled, and cry out I do, and sniffle and whimper like a

poor raped bitch.

Then you lift me up, one arm around my small waist and the other hand

firmly cluthing my hair to keep me upright, your coever leaving my

hole, and carry me over into the pantry. I am now no longer a strao

being carried around everywhere during a fuck, sine of the first

promises you ever made to me was that you would fuck me everywhere, that

there wouldn't be any pla the office or anywhere else for that matter

where i wouldn't take your coside me. In the pantry, you lay me down

on the round coffee table, twisting my body on your cotil I am lying

on my ba the table. You lift my legs onto your thick shoulders and

hunker down low over me, pressing my knees far enough that they are almost

slamming into the table oher side of my head at ea-stroke. You

proceed to power-fuck me like this long and hard. The force of y

shakes the table stantly and would at times cause it to tilt and slam

noisily bato the floor. I wonder what the people in the office

downs

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