I have many ways to have fun, one of them is little panties. I buy special panties for size less than necessary. Panties should be very small, just three strings. Two silk ropes stick into my thighs, and the third one is rubbing my clit. I fill the rope of the panties right in the pussy and when I go to work, at every step she rubs my clitoris, pulls my lips deep into her pussy, rubs my point. On such days, I always wear a skirt, because my pants may have wet spots from what I had finished.

Already having come to work, I can finish two times. At work, I sit down for a chair so that the skirt is not under the ass, light movements of the hips or protrusion of the ass again distribute my clitoris and I finish. My face reddens a little, which I always say is stuffy in the room.

Then I go to the toilet, drink my wet cunt and go back to my workplace. By lunchtime, my pussy becomes red, swollen, very sensitive. A light touch makes me tremble a lot.

After lunch, the director summoned me. He gave me some tasks, and I was on the back of the next orgasm. I finished quietly, took the documents and headed for the door. And then he called out to me.

- Stop. What is it? - and pointed to the chair.

Oh my God. There was a stain on the chair. That's how I stumbled in the director's office, the juices that flowed out of me with a wet spot spread on the upholstery of the chair. His chair was from such material, on which it was clearly visible sputum, unlike my chair.

- Did you fuck with someone?

He closed the door. And I turned red like a cancer. Well, one must be some kind of trouble, so disgraced.

- Not. I did not fuck. So by itself it turned out, I just finished.

- Sit on the table, show your pussy. - He ordered.

The door was closed, there was nothing to do, and I sat down on a chair and lifted my skirt. The spectacle before him was impressive. My current clean shaven cunt, swallowing a thin strip of panties, was red, shiny and calling. His dick got up instantly.

- You have an interesting idea. - He pulled the panties out of her pussy, pulled it off and let it go.

Rope again slammed into the clitoris with force and my legs trembled.

He wasted no time in running the belt, letting go of his pants and underpants. The dick jumped out and propped it off. He was so delicious that I took him, sent him to my pussy and moaned “Pozhaluuyusta” He did not need a special invitation. He pulled a strip of panties out of her pussy, pushed her aside and drove his fat cock there. Elda went like clockwork, still, my pussy was flowing all day long with juices.

He tore me like a young goat, puffed my pussy like a young male. I began to moan softly, I finished. He decided that I shouldn’t moan and kissed my lips. I wrapped my legs around his ass, and with my hands I dug into the table crust. My ass crawled on the table, on which my juices flowed. I was in orgasm, the folders flew to the floor, my legs trembled, juices flowed out of my pussy.

- Cum in me. In me ... - I whispered softly, remembering that we are at work.

- He raised my ass, and began to move more and more fiercely, the eggs spanked on broken-down pussy. Then he pressed me tightly to his pubis and began to lower. Cum fountain hit me in the womb. I took the hands of his ass, as if holding him, and not letting go of the pussy.

When the last spasm passed through his body and his member moved in me for the last time, he moved away. His cock gently slipped out of my pussy and my lubricant and his sperm reached for it.

- will you allow? I asked, taking his dick in my hand and pulling my face towards him.

He took my head and gladly planted on his stick. I gently cleaned his dick, licked eggs, sperm tasted tart, but sweet.

- You're doing fine. Now go work and do not get distracted. - he said.

Then he took the napkins and wiped the table, wiped my pussy and took off my panties.

- Do not wear such panties to work. They will stay with me. It is a distraction ... but this month I’ll write you a salary bonus if you are as diligent. Panties went to the safe, and I went to work completely satisfied.

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