Have you ever thought about the fact that by and large the world is ruled not by serious people in strict business suits, but by resilient limbs and supple pussies?

And world history is decided not in oval offices, smelling of money and expensive wood, but in bedrooms. In which, the smell of money is mixed with the smell of freshly washed sheets and sweaty bodies.

You can consider yourself successful, just a unique specialist. To be sure that you can solve any problem and easily conclude a fabulous contract. And in general, it is naive to believe that you always decide everything yourself. But this is exactly as long as there is no bitch who wagged her backside, as if accidentally joining your back, pretending that the elevator, in which 12 people can easily fit, is too small for two. And she certainly needs to press her ass to my dick.

And at this moment this bitch-brain is switched off, which always loses to my second head, which is in the pants. And that's all. It all went to hell - this promising contract, money, the organization of jobs and the fullness of the budget. The only thing you start to think about is how to fill this bitch with you.

I have always had a problem, if only at least one pretty female from 18 to 60 years old appears in the radius of my gaze, who hooks on the strings of my heart, I will not rest until I “receive” it. But as you probably already understood, the “strings of the heart” excite me a little, I don’t know if I have a heart at all, much less strings, so that someone could play on them. If I choose a musical instrument with which I would allow myself to associate, then perhaps it would be a flute and it would be located not in the heart, but below the belt. And I would let only girls with the hottest mouths with skillful tongues play their flute. I love it when the next chick masterly knows how to play my pipe, greedily swallowing my instrument.

The elevator rises higher. In a couple of minutes I will have an important meeting, but I think not at all about that. You have to force yourself to switch attention. I am obliged this time to “break up” Alexander and show which of the two of us deserves to take the boss's chair.

Stay calm and carry on! Stop thinking about women, in half an hour my further career will be decided. I will come out as a winner, or a complete sucker, which my cousin will have the second time in a row - the last pig, a cynical and deceitful hog.

God, how nice it smells. An interesting perfume - exciting. She snuggles closer. I can't stand it. Who is she? Judging by the ass, fishnet stockings and high heels, this is my brother's new secretary. I do not he sent her to me? This freak knows my only weak point. The last time, he specially removed those two whores who fucked me just before the meeting and replaced my report. Until now, the blood boils in my veins when I recall how he put me to ridicule before the board of directors.

This time he will fail. Need to pull yourself together. When will this damn elevator arrive? A little more and my handsome wake up and then again you can put it on my business.

Definitely, this bitch wants me to process it. I wonder what she is in bed?

Blondie. I love blondes, they somehow swallow my cock with special trepidation. And always ready to satisfy my every desire. My first was a very passionate blonde. And how to keep your posture. The neck is beautiful. I would love to walk over her lips. And not only on the neck. It is a pity not to see boobs, and ass, judging the sensations hard. Probably engaged in fitness or attending a gym. I love these. Usually they have great legs. I like it when they hug me tightly with their legs, pinching them on my back, while I fuck them. Hands and reach for this chick.

Desire became unbearable, growing with every second. It seems that it filled the entire space of a large elevator and became tangible. He felt cold sweat begin to flow under his shirt. Her throat was dry with the desire to plant her, right here and now.

She seemed to feel my thoughts and even more tightly pressed to my ass. Started slowly rubbing about my dick.

A moan escaped from my chest. At that moment I realized that I was gone.

She did not stop rubbing about me suddenly broke silence.

- Do you want? She asked with a gasp.

- What do you think?

- Judging by the member, you wanted as soon as I entered the elevator.

I moved away from her. Sharp and confident movement pressed the STOP button

- My name is ... - she began to speak languidly

“Baby,” I cut her off in a half-phrase. - I'm not interested in your name, I do not need this information.

- And what are you interested in?

“I’m wondering if you’ve flowed enough for me to plant you.”

- So the preludes will not be?

- Will be. Now I will give you a prelude. Get on your knees.

- What?

- I have no time. And if you are good enough, then maybe I fuck you in the evening for an adult, really, and now I just need to finish. So kneel down and suck me so that I want to thank you in the evening and lick your pussy.

- Oh, it sounds tempting. I still have not licked

- Come on! Are you kidding? Nobody licked such a beautiful girl yet?

“No,” she said, and looked away.

- And nobody fucked you with your tongue?

- Not.

- OK. We will fix this flaw. Usually I do not fuck twice with the same. But if you shut up now and give me a cool suction, I promise, you will eat in the evening and I will arrange a holiday for you for the language.

She smiled so voluptuously. Another lustful bitch. She knelt down. Slowly unbuttoned the belt ... zipper ... pulled off my pants. Hand through the pants began to knead my cock.

- get it

Uncertainly, she began to take out of her panties and I knew from the eyes that before that she had never picked up.

- Have you ever sucked?

“No,” she said, and blushed.

“Come on,” I exclaimed, “Have you given it to anyone yet?”

“No,” she said, and a tear flowed down her cheek.

- Baby, how old are you?

— 19

- Why did you provoke me? - I asked, puzzled.

- I just argued with the girls that you sleep with me.

- Congratulations, you won. Okay, stop talking, I'm really late. Moreover, 19. It is time to learn to suck. You in life is useful. Now not to tenderness. Take it out, do not be afraid. You'll like it.

- She with trembling hands got my handsome

- So big!?

I clearly liked her exclamation. A contented and lustful smile appeared on his face.

- jerk it off a bit. He will become even more. Just lick first to get wet.

She took the dick in her left hand and raised it to her lips, not daring to take in her mouth

- Well, come on already. - I said irritated. - Open your mouth, I'll do everything myself.

Unable to restrain myself, taking a member's hand, I stuck it to her with all my might.

She shrank from surprise

- Baby, relax. Take your cheek.

- Oh yes, - A sweet wave ran through the body, - And now, suck

And she began to suck greedily, as if not for the first, but for the last time. My floor is gone from under my feet.

A member swelled in her mouth.

She makes this damn cool. Congenital suckling.

Oooh ... God, as she skillfully pulls my eggs.

- That's it, well done. Cool suck. Open the blouse, I want to see your boobs.

How did she work mouth, I swear that this blowjob I have not done for quite a while.

The tongue worked on my trunk with such agility that I doubted that it was her first time.

Then I took her head and began to work her hips, putting her mouth on my dick.

My hips were moving faster and faster ... my brain just exploded. I was at my peak.

- I want you to swallow!

I worked a little more in my mouth before pouring into it.

When I finished - firmly pressed her head to the member

- Swallow!

And she swallowed, every last drop.

- Get up. Congratulations, you pulled a lucky ticket. Not many managed to please me.1: 0. Now it's my turn. At 18—00 I am waiting for you in the parking lot, let's eat to me. Debt good turn deserves another. I work language no less virtuoso.

- Ok, at 6 in the parking lot.

- OK. While I fasten my pants, please click on the 36th floor.

- Certainly cute

- Stop it! Don't you call me that!

- What should I call you?

- My name is Oleg.

- Well, until the evening, Oleg.

The elevator stopped on the 36th floor, the doors opened. I went out. Without turning around, he took a handkerchief from his jacket and gave it to her, leaving, threw it over her shoulder. - Wipe your lips. And do not be late. I never expect anyone