Linda Johnson
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It's paradise. I keep thrusting, keep enjoying my newfound freedom and the vulgar bliss that is consequences-free public sex, eager to enjoy my new power or whatever the fuck this is to keep fucking that smug expression off of Christine's face, leaving her a drooling wreck. I keep going, hammering on back and forth until finally, I've just had too much. With a hard groan I pull back, and Christine assumes the submissive position of leaning her head back and opening her mouth even as thick drool spills…-
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Caren Kobashi stood as she watched us. "Why aren't you working?" she asks sharply. Not, 'Why are you having sex?' or, 'Why is your cum leaking out of Rose's pussy?' or even, 'Do you know how many workplace misconduct suits are going to fall onto your head like an avalanche?' Just asking why you weren't working. In this world of casual sex acceptance, the only problem with pumping Rose full of spunk was in the fact that you were doing it on the job. "Your shift has barely begun yet, and already you…
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Christine comes up behind me, placing her hands on my chest and smiling. "Wonderful, isn't it?" she asks, keeping her voice low, as if wanting to keep the conversation just between the two of us. "Maybe now you'll trust me a little more." "I shouldn't ask how, should I?" I groan. I build up a nice, steady pace to fuck Rose's pussy by, happy to keep the pressure up and ready to take it to her from behind, and I'm surprised by how she keeps typing even as I really start to wind up for something rough, as…
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Whatever is even happening anymore, it's happening too quickly, too insanely, and he feels dizzy in the wake of it all. Everything she's saying is coming up so fast and with so many details and points to it that he can't even begin to process all of it at once, but at the same time, he wants to believe her words so badly. It forms a confusing and twisted precedent that really only gets worse as he finds himself now in Rose's office. The redhead turns to look at him and asks, "Do you need to borrow…
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If he's lucky all he will get is a fired. But Christine is smiling wider as a result, working faster along with her tits as the new boss draws closer, and he wonders if he's about to die. Caren steps up to the group of his, taking a look at each of his group members in turn, including the new girl down on her knees giving him a titfuck, and clears her throat. "Work begins in five minutes, and computers are to be booted up in advance of them," she says sternly. "Do not wait too long; IT is monitoring…
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"What about you? What kind of coffee do you prefer?" She licks her lips, staring at him with a burning lust that feels utterly inappropriate for both the workplace and for discussions about coffee options, and it's throwing him completely for a loop. The pleasure is undeniable though, and it's going to consume him if she keeps this up. His cock throbs eagerly within the soft embrace of her amazing tits wrapped around his cock, and pre-cum trickles from his tip, down her cleavage to make the whole…
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Her super short skirt seems absolutely formal by comparison, and you can't help but stare at her chest in equal parts incredulity and appreciation. "I thought you were from Los Angeles," Lucas said. It doesn't even begin to properly express the many conflicting and confused feelings he has been struck by all at once, but what the fuck else is he supposed to say? She has to know what she's wearing; she had to consciously put it on this morning, leave her house, and come here in it. And now she was…
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It's an incredible feeling, and the burning relief that washes over him feels as good as anything he could have ever hoped for does. But when Lucas opens his eyes, he's greeted by the familiar sight of a gaudy stucco ceiling, and he doesn't feel the uncomfortable and old bar chair under his ass, he feels the familiar warmth of a mattress. There's a blanket over him and pillows underneath his head, and somehow, he's gone from having his cock sucked at the bar to being in his own bedroom somehow? He…
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Christine smiles and laughs again. It's such a bright smile. The kind of smile that makes him twist in his seat as she grabs hold of his cock, cooing in delight as she grips it tightly, staring in adoring bliss at it. "If they knew how big your cock was, I bet you'd be able to get away with it as much as you wanted," she moans, planting some kisses onto his head before opening her mouth wide to fit the sheer girth of his cock head past her lips. She doesn't hesitate to take him down deep, surprisingly…
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"Could we get some leg spreaders?" she asks, before turning to him and smiling, "Drinks will be on me, I promise. Do you like leg spreaders?" Leaning in closer, she added, "The drink, or the kind of girl." "Never had the former, but I do like the latter." She's comfortable in how she's talking to a stranger, but that helps him sink into the conversation more easily even if he's filled with questions about who this girl is and where she's come from. "Then you are going to love me!" Christine laughs,…
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