I sat at the computer and reread the last post of Oleg, who was sitting in the next office down the hall. I especially liked the last lines “My member asks out ... underwear, like a small shred of fabric that covers only the base and the testicles ... !!! Sweet pain !!! ". And from the rest of the lines I have hard nipples and it became wet in panties. Oleg sought me for a long time, but only lately in his letters such vileness appeared, from which my heart was beating furiously, my head was spinning, and I was not only ready to allow him all these vileness, but also craved them. And what else to do if the swollen nipples in the captivity of a close bust caused almost pain, and just didn’t squish in the panties.

My quivering fingers knocked out what I felt:

"You got it, prankster, that my nipples hardened and I flowed"

Almost instantly the answer came:

“Mmm ... How I want to check it out! You will allow me to do this? ”

I took a long breath and bit my lower lip - a few more droplets spilled into my panties:

“What a quick you are! My husband will check me. And you will check with your wife! "

The answer did not come, but soon Oleg's head appeared in the doorway:

- Come on, Vika, have a smoke?

I did not smoke, but often made a company to him. The blue-eyed brunette, toned and sexy, he preferred the company to the most sophisticated office girl — my company.

I was clattering heels next to this attractive man, almost ending with his presence and the nipples rubbing inside the bust.

“Are we on the black ladder?” - I babbled when we walked past the smoking room. - What are you going to do???

- Check, of course! - Oleg answered, having looked in my decollete, and clasped my waist.

From the fact that I was pressed to a strong male body, all my heightened feelings screamed. Mom, I'm dying! A little more and I myself will go into his pants to check how hardness is there! I squinted my eyes. Oleg's trousers were very clearly bulging in the groin area. Oh dear, there is this thing that so desires me that it does not want to fall off!

Aloud said:

- Yeah ... Schaz ...

When we reached the black stairs, I firmly decided that I needed to change my panties after a smoke break.

- Where are your cigarettes? - I cautiously asked when Oleg snapped the lock on the floor.

- Well, we did not come here for this!

- You wrote that you love when people are tearing at you and they are harshly taken, almost raped. You don't want me to do that, do you? After all, I just want to check what you wrote about!

- Blackmailer! - I exclaimed, gasping for breath, because Oleg walked around behind me and hugged me, firmly pressing my ass against a hard bulge. I almost lost my head, feeling like in my buttocks, literally pressed such a hard member.

And Oleg began to whisper in my ear, simultaneously kissing him:

“You are a goddess, you turn me on like this!” I have a stake all day, and I want you differently and always !!! I want to conquer you !!!
Passionately and voraciously ... then boldly, then gently! But I do not want to do this if you are against. But first, I want to know how I am driving you.

I felt how men's hands moved from the waist to the chest and gently squeezed it. From such a simple caress a moan broke from my lips. And the ass itself by itself even more tightly entrenched to the impressive manhood, separated from me only by a couple of layers of fabric.

And when Oleg unfastened my blouse, I no longer resisted. On the contrary, I could not wait to appear before him with a semi-nude breast.

- I see, prankster, that you put on white underwear, as I asked. Transparent, only embroidered flowers obstruct the nipples.

I felt how soft tissue was shifted from my breasts, and now they fluttered freely, at the same moment, however, squeezed by hot palms.

“Your nipples really hardened,” Oleg whispered, fingering the tips of his fingers.

I was already shaking all over from this light caress, and then Oleg began to take my breasts seriously, commenting on what was happening:

- I would have admired them, caressed them, crumpled and gently spanked, pushed off my nipples ... You are just a queen ...

And when Oleg lightly slapped up to my chest from the bottom up, from which she entered with a shake, I almost finished. And when he took hold of his nipples and pulled them out, pulling him to the maximum length, my body twitched with sweet pain, responding in small pushes in my pussy. Oh dear, he just jerks my nipples, and I finish, albeit with a small orgasm!

Unfortunately, a small orgasm did not clear my brains, but on the contrary increased the desire to surrender to this male. Therefore, I could only respond to Oleg's whisper with inarticulate sounds.

- You wrote that you love to squeeze your nipples harder.

- Mmmm ...

- Like this?

- oh-oh-oh ...

- But if you pull them out like this, you also love?

- Oh ... oh ... What are you doing to me ???

My body was completely under the control of Oleg, he did absolutely impossible things with my breasts. I was only gratefully moaning, already exhausted from desire. And when Oleg, he pulled his skirt on his hips, I did not protest at all. The imperious hand invaded between my thighs, gently squeezing the crotch.

- And now I see that you really soaked panties through. How I want to drink your juices!

His fingers crushed my pussy, and even through the fabric I felt how hot they were. And then he entered my panties without permission, and as soon as his finger slid along my pussy, I again felt a series of small shocks.

“You are just flowing all over and already fully prepared for me,” Oleg stated, continuing to gently massage my petals with gentle movements.

I already wanted him to go in rudely, to wipe wet petals with hard fingers, to sharply launch a finger, or even two inside, but Oleg was in no hurry. I was completely in his power, and he seemed to understand.

- What would you like to do with “him”?

I, realizing that I was doomed by a man only to light caress, until I did what he wanted, slightly moved away to squeeze my hand between our bodies. At the same time, Oleg's fingers continued to circle only through the petals, carefully avoiding the clitoris and holes. I was already shaking from exquisite torture.

- I want ... oh-oh ... squeeze it in my fingers ... Oh ... How hard it is! ... Oh ... oh ...

In response to my caress, Oleg finally deigned to touch the clitoris, and I realized that I was ready to become his slave, so that his fingers would not stop at the very center of pleasure concentration. I guessed that it was required of me that I was already examined to the full depth.

And without any hesitation, I turned around and, hastily unbuttoning my trousers, pulled out a tense cock. He proudly rose in all its glory from his fly and was also wet with grease.

- I want to touch it ... - I, pleading with admiration, gently touched the trunk with my fingers and continued: - I want to run my fingers along the entire length ... rub the grease along the entire length ...

- I want to caress him with my nipples ... Mmmmm ...

Slightly stooping, I took hold of my chest and ran my hand over the purple head several times, amazedly watching transparent droplets ooze from a small hole. And my nipples hastily picked up these droplets, until from each of the breasts to the penis stretched shiny threads.

I knelt in front of a formidable weapon, enjoying his closeness to my face and mouth:

- And then, touching the head with open lips, play with her tongue.

Having done this, I barely took a breath and continued:

- And I want to lick the barrel with my tongue, but so that my fingers would pull the head ... And now I finally want ...