what is it for her, I sacrifice profit. A woman stood in the middle of the office, stretching her neck, listening carefully to the conversation. She casually covered herself with her hands, her right one lay on her left shoulder, covering her chest, and her left one blocked her pubis. It was evident that she was still embarrassed to show herself to an unfamiliar man.

In conversation, we were talking about the future order, and I turned to Catherine.

“There is a red folder on the desk at the reception.” Bring it.

Katerina stumbled ridiculously: took a step to the door, stumbled, thinking that she should get dressed, stepped up to the skirt lying on the floor, leaned over, remembered how I ran into her the last time she had dressed without permission, and, as a result, looked inquiringly at me.

I frowned.

- People are waiting. Running!

In general, I put it figuratively. But the woman understood everything literally: forgetting about the skirt, turned and trotted to the door. At first, as if someone could have been in the reception room, she only peeked in, for this, slightly bending down and sticking out her ass, which made her seductively rounded. Then she rushed to the folder and immediately back, just running, kolyhaya tits. What a quick worker! Interestingly, if I tell her to take it in her mouth, will the order be executed at the same speed? Or will it break first? However, I did not want to order her directly, it’s better that she give herself as if voluntarily.

I focused on the folder, trying not to be distracted by the seductively uplifting chest of a breathless woman. Finally, having agreed, I hung up, picked up a piece of paper, and wrote on it the address and contact.

- Tomorrow at ten, come to this address, and you will have a new job - I handed the paper to the visitor, without getting up from the chair.

She had to go around the table and get close.

- Thank you so much - picking up a piece of paper, she sat down a bit, depicting a kind of kniksen. In the nude, it looked funny.

- I had to promise them a discount to get you.

- I am so grateful to you, just no words.

- Words are not the only way to express gratitude.

“But what can I do ...” she faltered.

I was silent, lounging in my chair. The bulge on the pants spoke better than any words about what Katya can do to thank me.

“You want me to ...” began Ekaterina, and again she was unable to complete the sentence.

The woman glanced at the bulge, now at the paper with the address, then, finally, she made up her mind and sank to the floor. Looked at me from below. I nodded approvingly, saying that you are doing everything right. She unbuttoned her pants, I got up a little, and she pulled them down to the floor along with her underpants. Dick, feeling freedom, proudly straightened before the face of a woman. Holding it with one hand (the coveted address was clamped in the second), she first carefully licked the head, as if trying, and then closed her eyes and completely immersed it in her mouth. Katia sucked not so skillfully, but with a soul. I do not know how to describe it, but compared to the two whores who tried for a position in a similar way the previous day, there was a very noticeable difference. Maybe they were not prostitutes in the literal sense of the word, but I had no doubt that before mine, they had at least a dozen huy in their mouths. Only a day has passed, and I could hardly remember how these whores were called, and they probably met me on the street in a couple of months, they would not remember that they had once sucked my cock. Catherine will precisely remember me for a long time. And for this you can forgive the shortcomings in the technique, stiffness and unwillingness to let the penis deeper in the mouth.

Of all the candidates, Catherine was the first with whom I decided not to limit myself to a blowjob. The previous ones just sucked, and, even without removing the clothes (only a couple, I demanded to show boobs). And the point is not that I was afraid of getting infected, the majority looked quite clean (there were some candidates and those whom I wouldn’t risk giving a condom even in my mouth, but I drove these at once).They just did not hook me. But Catherine is another matter, I would not forgive myself if I had not fucked her for real.

- Look in the bottom drawer of the table.

Catherine was so fascinated that she did not hear, or did not understand. Closing her eyes, she rhythmically stringed her head on a standing dick. I had to tear her hair away from my body. Opening her eyes, she stared at me blankly.

- The table. Bottom drawer Handies.

I did not consider it necessary to ask Catherine for consent. Well, she, having obeyed for the first time when she began to unbutton her clothes, could no longer object to me. Having pulled out a condom, Katerina could not immediately open it, since in one hand she still squeezed the address. Finally, with the help of her teeth, she coped with the packaging, after which she surprised me by putting a rubber band on her mouth with her mouth, although she could only roll it up to half, completing the work with her hand.

I got up, Catherine also rose. I thought a little, and she, without my command, turned around, and then leaned over, resting her elbows on the table. I felt the entrance to the vagina with my fingers. Dry. Well, nothing, there is a lubricant on the condom, and Ekaterina Konstantinovna likes what is going to happen now or not, I like it on the drum. The penis, guided by my hand, slowly opened the pussy doors and plunged inside. For a thrice giving birth to a woman, she was surprisingly narrow there. Catherine remained indifferent, as if my body had just not penetrated into her. No, that won't do. I almost took out the dick, leaving only the head inside, and then with a sharp movement I planted the most eggs. Katya gasped and tried to move forward. That's better. Let him groan, even if the groans do not seem to be from a loving desire, everything is better than a dumb body to fuck. Therefore, not paying attention to the mournful groaning, I firmly held Katerina by the waist and continued to fuck violently.

Gradually, the woman adapted, perhaps her vagina stretched, in any case, she no longer tried to soften my points, and I did not have to fix her body with force. After 5 minutes I was already without my previous rage, but, nevertheless, I fucked Katya with a bang. When my pelvis came into contact with her luxurious ass, voiced slaps were heard, and the woman seemed to be embarrassed, in any case, she looked anxiously at the door a couple of times if anyone would hear us. Catherine, as she could, kept cries out, but, with particularly energetic jolts, they broke out, and in these oops, there were now distinct notes of pleasure, not just pain. Body language also said that the woman was excited. She spread her legs wider, standing on tiptoes, which allowed me to penetrate deeper into her, and if earlier she tried to crawl forward, she now moved the opposite way to meet a member. Slapping was added to the slaps, pussy flowed. And the woman is not so modest as she seemed at the beginning. Very quickly started up, and without any caresses, from one fuck. As they say, still waters run deep. She gave herself to me, of course, because of material problems, but she is now waving without pretending.

After a couple of minutes, Katya finished with a drawling moan, startled with her whole body, and then went limp, lying on her chest with her breast. Seeing this, I didn’t bother too, and, after making a couple of movements, let it go. After waiting for the cock to fall, I walked out of the woman and patted her ass, making it clear that she too could straighten.