- Hello! - I entered the waiting room where Alena sat.

- Hello! - she smiled cheerfully, seeing me. - It's been waiting for you. Already ten times asked. But it seems not angry. Run quickly.

- Are you with us?

- In a few minutes. She asked me to quickly run to the store.

- Well, with God, - I bent down to the secretary, and, feeling the touch of her moist lips, I felt the unusually sweet smell of her perfume.

I boldly took hold of the cabinet door handle, abruptly opened it and entered there.

- Do you allow yourself? If you fuck me and the secretary, then be kindly slazy with their dressmakers in the shop, when we call you.

- Who am I? - trying to portray surprise.

- Head from x ... me. Take off your clothes. Now we will be punished.

She stood up from her luxurious leather chair and slyly smiling, began to undress, throwing off her jacket. Should not have been unlocked. This intelligent woman seemed to know everything, and she didn’t know what she knew as well as the chess player Kasparov himself. It seems there is one. But in her forty-nine years old, with a weight of eighty-two kilograms, wearing clothes like my younger seventeen-year-old sister was, in my opinion, simply obscene, or at least not aesthetically pleasing. The skirt is not just above the knee, but I emphasize, just below the butt. If the pants are so tight and translucent that they are visible only the shape and color of the panties, but also the number of petals on the flowers painted on these panties. The chest was particularly descriptive. All the clothes had such a cut that her lush, seventh-size charms sometimes, only sometimes her nipples were covered. Of course, he lied a little, well, yes, this is her problem.

My job for more than six months was to fuck more than half of the female staff of our company. Junior staff gave me a drink, fed. It is not clear why, but their husbands helped me repair the car. The management, without asking what I did, took with me to the islands in the Caribbean, where I, even when unforgettable since ancient times, built up horns to their husbands without special gels. Accounting only for me used those payroll formulas, which is a little more, and not only would I not pay taxes, but thank you for not paying the president himself. Strange, but I thought that, by doing this, I increased the added value of the enterprise more than anyone.

- Ready, Elena Petrovna to atone for his guilt in any way that comes into your mind. Do not stop your imagination, on any perversion that came to your head. I am ready to get a star from the sky to shove myself in the ass, I will lick the fingers of your legs and then drive them there too. Standing on my ears, I want you to whip my sinful eggs with the whip, so much so that I have lost the desire to descend to the workshop forever, oh wrong, go down to the workshop, but only stay on top and, leading this organization, increase our defense the country, creating an insurmountable shield for enemy missiles, spewing sperm straight into the sky.

- Pease ... un. - she smiled. “Where did you learn this?”, Having stopped, and already remained only in stockings, shoes and open panties, on her huge ass. - Are you really ready for anything? Now check. On knees. - The last phrase was already an order.

I knelt down and, following her, crouched on the sofa, reached for her puss with her lips. She appealingly pushed back her panties, and I began to lick her already shiny pussy from the discharge, inserting my tongue between her labia. She wanted it so much and as I remembered, she loved that she instantly turned off, and already throwing her head back on the sofa, groaning and rolling her eyes, got her portion of pleasure that I could deliver to any woman. Tongue and lips, sucking the clitoris, as well as the fact that she had not had men for a long time, quickly brought her to the peak of pleasure, and she ended violently.I felt how the juices of love began to fill my mouth sucking her charms, and feeling the trembling of her body, I continued to lick, even increased the pace, trying to prolong her buzz.

- Thank. You know how to appease me. Well done. I want some kind of perversion, something new. I want to humiliate you, and to understand what humiliation is. - With a serious lust in her eyes, she licked her lips.

- Sign on me Lena. See how your urine will pour into my face and you will experience something that was not available until now.

Only I could call her that, and then only in those seconds when there were some minutes left before her orgasm or after it.

A question reigned in her eyes for a few seconds, then doubt and suddenly raised to me again they began to happily have fun. Spreading her legs wide and slightly spreading the lips of her lips, Elena Petrovna slightly stiffened. A thin trickle of golden liquid, soaring almost up and rounded my head, fell on my butt, and, weakening, began to move on the back towards the head. I lifted my head, and, opening my mouth, put it up to this trickle which, murmuring like a torrent, flowed directly into my throat.

She wrote with such undisguised pleasure that she seemed to experience an orgasm from it. And I played along with her, putting her face under the trickle, I wanted her to remember these sweet moments forever. At this moment the secretary entered the office.

- How lovely! Wow! What have you come up with today?

- And you do not want to piss on this fucker? - Elena Petrovna has already reached into her panties with the secretary who approached her.

“Of course, I want to,” and, not having had time to come to my senses, I felt a second trickle of urine rush onto my face, only thinner and more tender.

I put a tongue under it, and the spray began to fly apart. They hit my nostrils and eyes. They created a rainbow in front of my eyes, mingling with a ray of sun penetrated from the window. The secretary’s face was also lit up with a smile of bliss. When she finished pissing, she sat down on the sofa next to her boss and kissed her passionately on her. I watched from below as these women bask, caressing each other. I began to help Elena Petrovna’s palms to excite the secretary’s pussy by licking her tongue. She was still wet from the recent action, but I already began to feel how the smells of her urine and love juices begin to mix.

The secretary has already come to an excited state, moving pisses towards my tongue. She threw her legs acrobatically behind her head and caressed the nipples of her breasts with her hands. Rolling her eyes, she moaned voluptuously. And the director, getting up from the couch, began to put on what she had bought just that artificial phallus. I felt her kneel behind me. Several times, having licked my ass to me, she put this gun to my hole, and pressing hard, entered them deep into the virgin anus.

I never thought that humiliation could be so pleasant. Feeling pain that quickly dissolved in the first few seconds, I began to get high from the movements inside my rectum of this slightly soft piston. I myself podmahival persistent movements of Elena Petrovna. My cock stiffened. He wanted to join a friend, but to see his turn has not yet come.

The secretary was already dragged. I straightened up, inserted my dick into her bosom of love, and, adjusting to the movements of my superior, began to fuck her. Our train gradually approached the terminal station of pleasure. Elena Petrovna and I decided to switch places, and now I drilled her ass, but without hesitation, she stuffed the rubber member into the secretary’s little ass, and began to move, making a sound of chomping, sucking her breasts.

Two women finished at the same time, shaking in love cramps, and caressing each other. I got up and began to masturbate before the open mouths of women who had already come to their senses. They gladly took on their faces and mouths, splashes of semen. After waiting a few seconds, I took the member down with my hand and began writing on my women.

And again a stream of urine, merrily murmuring and splashing, poured on the faces, breasts, tummies.I looked at the happy faces of the mistresses lick and swallow a mixture of sperm and urine from my lips, and I was glad for my little happiness.

What a staff of my enterprise was set free, I found out the next day when I entered the workshop. The headmaster probably couldn’t even think of what she’s doing there, but that's another story.

Author: Slava Pushkin E-mail:.