Continuing on with the email started in the last post:
I pushed her over the desk roughly and her whimpers of protest were balanced by the eagerness that she leaned over her desk, panting at the direction this sudden tryst was heading. I was mesmerized by the beautiful heart-shaped ass lying tantalizingly there before me. She even wiggled it ever so slightly, tempting me to do whatever I wanted to it. Which was exactly what I planned to do! Rough office sex here we come.
That ass, so perfectly shaped stretching the fabric of her business skirt to perfection. I had to see it. I had to see all of her. I pulled up the skirt quickly, roughly. I unzipped it, yanked on it, I don’t even fucking remember what I did – but finally, there was her fine 30 something year old ass, filling out some satin tight fitting pink tiny panties number. I think I ripped that off of her. Each new move just made my heart race faster until I was hearing roaring in my ears and my vision was tunneled down just to this juicy female body lying there bent over her desk before me. Instead of being satisfied by pushing her down, making her submit to me, ripping off her skirt and panties and seeing that sexy full ass wagging there – I was getting even more into some sort of rutting animal mood. I needed to fuck her, right then, right there.
I freed my already raging hard on from my pants and shoved it right up into her cunt with not a moment’s hesitation. I thought it would be a rough entry, making her yelp and scream in pain and probably even making me grimace – after all, a tight cunt can be a bit painful for a rock hard cock sometimes. But see the difference was that this little bitch was wet. That’s right, this piece of trim was ready to go.
It made me wonder what it was that set her off. Was it a fuck head like me leering at her hot body? Was it my dirty dominate talk, threatening and abusive, that made this bitch drip? Or was it yanking on her, pulling her hard making her whimper in pain that did it. Some of these sluts are sluts for pain, you know. Or was it having her uppity, high class body pushed over the desk, pretty head down and her ass up? Of course, it was all of it – she was the kind of girl that was ready to go as soon as she received the signals that she was going to get the kind of fucking she liked.
And that’s what she was about to get!
More of this crazy fucked up email to cum…








