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Trading Pussy for Dick GayI’ve always been a pretty big horn dog when it comes to women. Since high school, I’ve tried every trick in the book to meet, bed, and enjoy the ladies. I got married in my mid twenties, screwed around mercilessly on my wife, and divorced in my early thirties, after my wife caught me fucking my secretary, bent over my desk at work. Problem was it was the third time my wife caught me cheating, and strike three was the last straw.I spend a lot of time in the gym, keeping my body in good shape. I always knew the ladies liked my six pack abs and cardio-induced stamina. However, it was the gym that began my downward spiral into a submissive little cock-craving slut.I work in a large complex of office buildings. There is a gym for employees to use and it stays open till midnight during the week. I often work late then head over to workout before going home. Most nights I’m the only guy there. After a recent workout, I headed to the locker room for a quick shower as I was planning on hitting the bars on the way home to look for some pussy.I still had my ipod on and was listening to some loud music as I undressed. I was trying to decide which bar to hit, and thoughts of the hot little number I’d picked up last week were playing through my mind. My cock was growing hard as I remembered her throating my tool and begging me to fuck her doggy style. I reached down and gave my semi a couple of quick tugs, hoping I’d have a hot little bitch working my boner in a couple of hours. As I grabbed a towel and took off my headphones, I realized another guy was standing just a couple of lockers down, stripped down to his briefs, staring at me with an amused look on his face.He looked vaguely familiar, dark skinned, with a hard, lean body. He was several inches taller than me, probably 6’4″, and probably outweighed me by forty pounds. He looked like he could play middle linebacker for the Chicago Bears. Smiling at me, he reached down and gave the bulge in his briefs a squeeze. And an impressive looking bulge it was.”You look stressed,” he laughed, as I quickly wrapped my towel around me, trying to hide my half boner. “I had a great workout,” I commented nonchalantly, “Just headed to the showers.””Does working out always give you a hard-on?” he chuckled. “Or is it being naked in a locker room around other naked men that gets a rise out of you?””Neither,” I replied, eager to hit the showers but unable to shuffle past this guy as he blocked my path. “Look I just need to grab a quick shower, so if you don’t mind.”As I started to slide by the stranger, he whipped off his white briefs and his semi hard cock thwacked against my ass, covered only in a thin towel.”What the fuck?” I exclaimed. “Don’t pretend you didn’t like that,” he said. “I know your type. You’re a big ladies man, right? Like to fuck any little thing with a pussy. But I saw the way you were staring at my crotch. You’re a classic closet queer. You can’t admit it to yourself, but once you get bent over and have your cherry popped, you’ll be begging for more cock.””Fuck you,” I shouted as I literally ran to the shower. As the warm water washed over my body, I was shocked to find that my cock was now rock hard. The guy was a cocky bastard but I had to admit, he did have an incredible cock. I’m no slouch in the package department and I get a huge kick out of making chicks gag on my solid 8″ rod. But this guy’s dick was at least 8″ semi-hard. It was dark and thickly veined, with a huge bulbous head. I’d only caught a quick glimpse, but I could have picked it out of a dick line-up without any problem. Why was I so mesmerized by his tool?I soaped up and couldn’t resist soaping my boner too, sliding my hand back and forth, enjoying the sudsy feel of my raging erection. I needed to find some pussy in the worst way and take my building aggressions out on some lonely MILF tonight. But I couldn’t get the picture of that asshole’s cock out of my mind. And the more I thought about it, the harder my dick got.I gotta get the hell out of here, I thought to myself as I turned off the water and hurried back to the lockers to get dressed. As I rounded the corner to the lockers, I came face to face with the dude again. Only this time, he was standing on a bench, fully naked, stroking himself. His cock was now at full attention and it was huge.”Knew you’d be back,” he growled as he pointed his wicked member straight at me. “Why don’t you quit k**ding yourself and get the fuck over here? My cock isn’t going to suck itself.”I wanted to punch this bastard in the gut and be done with it. But something in me also wanted to touch his big dick. I’d never been attracted to guys before and generally I liked being the aggressor in a sexual setting, but his cocksure attitude had me questioning my own sexual orientation. Shit, I really did want to touch his dick. Even worse, I actually wanted to suck his dick. What the hell was happening to me?”Don’t just look at it you faggot, get your mouth wrapped around my fucking cock. I’m gonna teach you how to deepthroat like a pro. And before I’m done with you, you’ll be begging me to bend you over this bench and plow your tight cherry ass.”Standing on the wooden bench, his cock was staring me straight in the face. He flicked his dick down and it rebounded hard against his tight abs, the big mushroom head on the dark stalk reaching above his belly button, leaving a wet spot where his precum landed. The guy was hung like a fucking horse and I wanted to taste that hot jizz in the worst way.I looked back toward the door, and he read my mind.”Don’t worry slut,” he said. “I locked the door into the gym, and we are the only two here. Nobody else is gonna find out what a cock-loving little whore you really are.”Now it hit me where I’d seen this guy before. He was one of the security guards in the complex. He worked the late shift and I often saw him patrolling as I left the gym.”I, I, I, I don’t usually do stuff like this,” I stuttered as I reached out, wrapping my hand around his burning hot poker, slowly stroking the foreskin back and forth over the plum-sized head of his enormous pole.”Sure you don’t,” he cackled. “But we’ll make an exception this one time, huh bitch?”His abusive language only made me hotter. He was treating me exactly like I enjoyed treating my one night stands. I love taking charge and treating my little conquests like cheap whores. Some of the chicks really get off on it, others just grin and bear it after I get them all liquored up.Sticking out my tongue, I tentatively tasted the creamy fluid seeping out of his lewd piss hole. It was salty but not bad and I immediately knew I wanted to swallow every ounce of his big load. “That’s it bitch, you like the taste of that pre-cum, don’t you?” he asked.I nodded, too embarrassed to admit I did like the taste of his cum. I opened my mouth wide and took the bulbous gland into my virgin mouth, using my tongue to lube his dark fuck stick.He reached down and palmed my head, not happy just having his cockhead buried in my mouth. He pushed forward and several inches of his fat tool invaded my tight and unprepared throat. I immediately started to gag and tried to pull away, but he held my head firm, laughing deeply.”Don’t be such a pussy,” he ordered. “I’ll break that fucking throat in and you’ll kıbrıs escort be taking me balls deep in no time. If you’re gonna learn how to service a guy, you might as well learn how to service him right. Now put your fucking hands behind your back and get ready to swallow this sword.”No way was I going to be able to throat his entire length, but I’d gone this far, so I grabbed my hands behind my back and opened my mouth wide.He applied slow, steady pressure as his thick cockhead plowed straight ahead, invading my tight throat an inch at a time. I fought back my gag reflex, trying to breath through my nose, doing my best not to choke on his charging weapon. Periodically, he’d pull back, leaving only the head of his monster in my mouth before reversing course and making additional headway. I could feel the thick, black tool dripping salty liquid down my throat as he advanced further, lubricating his path with his funky sauce. No matter how hard he pushed, I simple could not take the final two inches. His fat pole just lodged down my throat, cutting off my air, and making my head spin with a lack of oxygen.”Not satisfactory bitch,” he barked, pulling his spit covered rod from my tortured and raw throat. To add insult to injury, he gave my face a hard thwack with his slimy rod.”Lie down on the bench on your back,” he commanded. “And lean your head over the edge.”He squatted down and aimed his arrow at my now open throat passage, intending to drive his tool home. Amazingly, he was able to bury his cock down my throat in this position until his low hanging balls were literally resting on my upturned face. I did my best to remain calm, knowing if I started to gag at this point, I’d lose my lunch for sure.He left his wicked member buried in my throat for what seemed an eternity as he reached down and gave my nipples a hard tweak. My cock jumped with electricity as I felt a steady stream of precum running down my own shaft.Holding my head firmly, he began to fuck my throat with a steady rhythm, pulling all but his bulb from my throat before shoving his entire length down my now gaping mouth. His balls repeatedly bounced off my face as he fucked my throat with furious strokes. The nuts were the size of golf balls and were heavy with his building load, stinging my face with the force of each thrust.”Fuck yea,” he grunted as he plowed my throat, my jaw aching and my eyes watering uncontrollably. “You want to swallow my big load, don’t you bitch?”With his fat pole filling my mouth, I couldn’t answer, instead I gave the thumbs up sign as I reached down and wrapped my hand around my throbbing boner, knowing only a few strokes would make me erupt like a volcano.Without another word, he plunged his cock fully down my throat and I felt his meaty tool start to pulse as a huge wad of cream was unleashed. “Arggggggh,” he grunted as he let loose his load.The first few shots filled my throat and as he slowly withdrew, his spunk filled my mouth and finally unloaded all over my upturned face. With one last jerk, my own cock exploded, shooting torrents of cum all over my stomach and chest.”Lick it clean, you dirty little slut,” he ordered as he stuffed his cockhead back into my mouth. Once he was satisfied that I’d gotten every last drop, he pulled his cock from my mouth and straddling my face, ordered me to suck his balls.”Fucking suck those nuts, bitch. I ain’t done with you yet and it’s only my first orgasm. Still got that cherry ass of yours to pop.”His big, hairy balls were sweaty and musty, but I took them like a pro. His cock stayed nearly fully erect and bounced off my face as I lapped at his low hangers.He moved forward several inches and ordered, “Rim my ass, bitch. Drive that tongue up my hole like I’m gonna drive this fucking cock up yours.”I fully expected that his monster cock would split me in two, but I was too far gone to care. I wanted to get bent over and fucked like a bitch in heat. All those years of fucking hot little cunts to prove my manhood had been turned upside down by this one cocky asshole. More than anything, I wanted him to take my virgin hole and pound me like I had pounded so many one night stands. I wanted it to hurt, wanted it to hurt so good. Here I was, naked, in the gym locker room, my face covered in salty manspunk, licking his asshole, totally submissive to this hard hunk of a stud, ashamed, and yet unable to control the slutty bottom whore that his big cock had unleashed.Usually after I shoot a load, I’m ready for a nap. But the sexual energy that pulsed through this guy had me craving more. He roughly pulled me up off the bench, “Go bend over the counter, next to the sink,” he ordered. “I want you to watch your face in the mirror as I take that ass for the first time.”I did as he instructed, scared but unable to resist.”Reach back and spread those hairy cheeks, you cocksucker,” he insisted.He grabbed some baby oil and squirted a huge stream onto my exposed ass crack. Using his cockhead, he smeared the slippery substance all around my tight hole.”Beg for it bitch,” he laughed as he teased my hole with his thick rod.”Fuck me, man,” I whimpered. “Take my cherry. Take it now. Fuck my little man-cunt.””Damn dude,” he chuckled. “You are one horny little whore. What would your employees think if they knew you were such a little cockslut?””I don’t care,” I groaned. “I need that big cock in my ass. And I need it now.”Without another word, he grabbed my hips and with a wicked push, inserted the insanely fat head of his greased cock into my tight sphincter. The pain was incredible. But I had fucked a few women in the ass, and I knew the initial shock would slowly wear off. A few bitches even preferred anal sex, although I always assumed it was a sick masochistic fetish. I bit down hard on my lower lip and repressed a girlish shriek. It hurt like hell, but I wanted it and I wanted it bad.With a steady pressure, he inched his spear deeper into the recesses of my unexplored hole. Watching my face in the mirror, it was a mask of mixed emotions. I wasn’t gay, was I? I’d never enjoyed pain, at least not the receiving end of it. Yet the lust in my eyes was evident. As much as my ass was on fire, I didn’t want him to stop. I wanted every last inch of his powerful rod buried in my butt. I wanted to feel his balls slapping against mine as he bottomed out. I didn’t just want his cock in my ass, I wanted him to fuck me; fuck me like an a****l. “Yea,” I grunted. “Take that ass. Ohhhh, damn. Pound that hole. Fuck me hard and fuck me deep.””Shit, dude, you were easier to flip than a quarter,” he teased as he continued to pound my hole with reckless abandon. I was trapped hard against the marble counter top as he plowed me, unable to struggle free even had I wanted too. My rock hard cock whacked against the cabinet with every deep stroke, and leaked a continual stream as he literally fucked the cum out of me.He gave my bare ass a few hard smacks with his hand, “Ride that dick, boy. Tell Tyrone how much you like that big cock up your backdoor.””I’ve never felt anything like it,” I moaned. “It hurts like hell, but I don’t want it to stop. Give it to me. Uhhhhh, yea, drive it home.”And he did; over and over he abused my stretched hole, till the discomfort was slowly replaced by an incredible sensation, as my ass accepted escort kıbrıs it’s tormentor and the friction of his fat piston sent waves of before unimagined pleasure through my newly awakened body.Abruptly Tyrone pulled his length completely from my now gaping hole. “Shit, bitch, I never seen a dude enjoy taking it up the butt as much as you.”He moved back over to the wooden bench and lay down on his back, his menacing tool protruding wickedly toward the ceiling.Without instruction, I straddled him and lowered myself down onto the throbbing rod, eager to have my ass once again impaled. I began to bob up and down, my own cock bouncing against my stomach as I fucked his cock with an unknown fury. After fucking in this position for several minutes, Tyronepushed me off him and ordered me onto the bench, on my back. He threw my ankles up onto his shoulders and again entered me in a more traditional missionary position. As he repeatedly drove his cock home, he worked up quite a lather.”Now this is my idea of a workout,” he commented. “I could do these kind of reps all night.”Mine too, I thought. My biceps weren’t going to be sore tomorrow, but my ass was a whole different story. His stamina was incredible. Admittedly, he had already busted one nut down my throat, but he’d now been fucking my ass for at least 30 minutes, and I began to wonder if he could indeed go all night. As he continued to deep-dick me, I felt my own orgasm building, even without the aid of direct stimulation. Without warning, my rock hard erection exploded, shooting a huge load of hot, sticky mansauce all over my stomach and chest, even spewing a few hot ropes of spunk onto my sweaty face. I eagerly lapped up my own seed, amazed at what was easily the most intense orgasm I had ever enjoyed.”Damn bitch, you are one insatiable little cumslut,” he sighed. “I’ve never seen a guy swallow his own junk.”Pulling his amazing pecker one last time from my numb ass, he ordered me to stand up, bend over, and grab my ankles. He again positioned himself behind me, and with one motion, buried his bone to the hilt. Grabbing my hips, he gyrated deep in my ass as I felt his cock swell to historic proportions. He began to fuck me with short, deep strokes, until he screamed, “Uhhhhhhhhhuhhhhhh….I’m gonna fill that bitch cunt of yours with my seed, whore.”And fill it he did. I could feel the hot jet of jizz erupt deep in my bowels and I counted at least 10 spurts of hot cream as he unloaded his mammoth wad deep up my ass. My legs were quivering and I struggled to keep from collapsing on the locker room floor as he finally withdrew his dark, dirty weapon from my tortured hole. “Down on your knees, fuckface,” he ordered. “And lick me clean.”I eagerly tongue washed his fantastic tool as I felt the warm fluid slowly draining from my gaping ass. When he was satisfied I’d lapped up every drop of his spunk, he grabbed his towel.”I gotta take a quick shower and get back to my rounds. I’m sure I’ll see you around again, cocksucker.”As I watched his lean, dark body disappear into the showers, his large phallus now hanging limp but still incredibly lewd and enticing, I tried to shake my head clear. What had I just done? In the last hour, I had transformed from a cunt-hunting lady killer to a cum-drinking, cock-begging, bottom bitch. I quickly dressed and fled the gym. By the time I got home, I had convinced myself it was just a one-time thing. Nobody had to know, and I’d do everything in my power to avoid Tyronein the future. I was even dreaming up a way to call the management office, trump up some charges, and get him fired.Over the next week, I started working out in the morning, before Tyrone’s shift started. I saw him from a distance a few times around the complex, but I always avoided direct contact. I hit the bar scenes again and picked up a couple of hotties. But when I’d get back to their place, ready to seal the deal, I was repeatedly unable to perform. One drunk chick was so horny she actually sucked my dick for 30 minutes before she gave up, pulled her trusty vibrator from the bedside table, and got herself off. When she went to brush her teeth, I helped myself to her vibrator, and within seconds of inserting the average sized toy into my horny ass, I was hard as a rock. To avoid further embarrassment, I snuck out of her apartment, toy still firmly seated in my ass and barely made it to my car before I shot the most amazing load all over my steering wheel.Clearly I was having some issues, but I was in no mood to accept my fate. I was not gay, I was just going through a phase. The next week, I was working late one night in my office.”Hey cocksucker, where you been?”Horrified, I looked up from my computer screen to find Tyrone standing in my office doorway.”What are you doing here?” I croaked.”Just making my rounds, Mr. Franklin,” he chuckled, tapping the nameplate on my office door. “Remember, I’m the security guard around here.””Uh, yes, right,” I managed. “Well, everything is OK in here.””You sure about that?” he grinned. “I notice you can’t take your eyes off my crotch.”Fuck. He was right. I’d been staring at the bulge in his trousers ever since he arrived. And as difficult as it was to admit to myself, my own trousers were currently getting rather snug from the growing boner in my pants.He walked into my office, closing the door behind him. “If you aren’t gonna come to me, then I guess I’ll have to come over to you.” He gave his crotch a firm squeeze and I noticed a large wet spot of pre-cum soaking through the thin wool material. “Been watching for that tight piece of ass over at the gym. Looks like you’ve been avoiding me. I don’t think you fully understand; your ass is mine now, and I’ll take it when and where I want it.””But this is my office,” I exclaimed. “What if somebody sees you here?””It’s late. Nobody’s around. Besides I need some ass, so I don’t really give a shit. Based on the look in your eyes, looks like you need some cock.””Make sure the door is locked,” I implored.”All set, Mr. Franklin,” he chuckled. “Now get out of that goddamn suit and get down on your fucking knees, bitch.”He was casually rubbing the growing bulge in his pants, and I admit I was completely mesmerized. I wanted his cock and I wanted it now. I stripped down in record time and fell to my knees.”I knew you could be a good little bitch,” he smirked. “Now put your hands behind your back.”I was already completely at his mercy, so I did as told. He pulled a plastic zip cord from his utility belt and restrained my wrists behind my back. I was now completely helpless. If my boss walked in, I was totally screwed.He then walked over and turned the computer screen towards me, activating the webcam. There I was on the 23″ monitor, naked, on my knees, my arms restrained behind me. He pushed the record button then returned.”I want you to have some photographic evidence of our encounter,” he laughed. “I’m also streaming it to my e-mail, so I’ll have a little movie to enjoy late at night when I’m keeping your precious office building safe and secure.”As he nuzzled his crotch up against my face, I immediately lost interest in the webcam, focusing only on the huge bulge he was teasing me with.”Use your teeth, bitch, and unzip my pants.”I struggled with the zipper, but finally got it kıbrıs escort bayan down.”Now use your mouth and fish out my cock.”It took several minutes, but I finally got the giant rod freed from the confines of his trousers. As it sprung free, it whacked lewdly against my cheek.”Nice,” he moaned. “Now get to fucking work.”He proceeded to fuck my throat raw as I struggled to take his horse dick. He showed no mercy as he rammed his dick repeatedly down my throat, taking a break only periodically to order me to suck and lick his hairy nuts. When his cock was fully erect, he yanked me to my feet and bent me over my desk.”Hope you got my dick nice and slippery, cause I ain’t got no lube this time,” he grunted as he rearranged the webcam to capture the new angle. Grabbing my hips, he lined his spear up to my tight hole and with one mighty push, penetrated my only recently recovered sphincter.I let out a loud yelp as he pushed deep inside my ass. As he started to fuck me in earnest, a knock on my office door startled me.”Mr. Franklin, are you OK in there?” It was one of the female associates. She must have been working late as well. “I thought I heard a scream.”Forcing myself to remain calm, and grateful that Tyrone truly had locked the door, I took a deep breath and tried to remain calm. “I’m on a conference call with our foreign office,” I replied. “Everything is fine.”The bastard Tyrone didn’t stop fucking my ass even as I tried to calm the associate. I hoped she couldn’t hear the sloppy sounds emitting from my fucked hole as he continued to pin me against the desk with his deep and powerful strokes.”You sure everything is OK? Sounds like you are out of breath.””I was just doing some situps,” I offered, trying to keep my breathing even.”If you say so, Mr. Franklin. Sorry to bother you,” she said.”Maybe we should invite her in to join the fun,” Tyrone smirked. “Bet she’d love to see the boss getting plowed like a bitch in heat.”Rather than get defensive, I actually felt a pang of jealousy. I wanted his big dick all to myself, and no way was I going to share it with that little hussy from Marketing.Tyrone fucked me hard for what seemed like an hour before I felt his erection swell and begin to pulse. My arms ached from being pinned behind me and my pelvis was bruised and battered from being repeatedly driven into the wooden desk.”Where do you want this load, bitch?” he asked.”In my mouth,” I begged. “Feed me your load, please.””Thought so,” he laughed, as he pulled his giant tool from my tattered hole.I collapsed onto the floor, at his feet, and took the bulbous head of his powerful shaft into my mouth. Within seconds, he unleashed a huge torrent of man cream. I struggled to swallow every drop, nearly drowning in the process.With his jizz dripping down my chin, he reached over and turned off the webcam recorder. He quickly pulled up his trousers, reached into the desk, and tossed me a pair of scissors.”I’m sure you can figure out how to cut that zipcord,” he laughed as he headed for the door. “If not, I’m sure your little girlfriend out there can help you.”Leaving the door wide open, he exited. I quickly bent over and snatched up the scissors, eager to free myself before somebody else ventured by my office.I nearly had a heart attack when he popped his head back around the door jamb, “And I expect I’ll see you regularly back over at the gym, unless you want a repeat performance of tonight.”Needless to say, I resumed my regular night time workouts. I was quickly learning that Tyrone had me by the shorthairs. And in all honesty, I didn’t mind. When I wasn’t choking on his huge rod or getting torn in two by his ruthless fucks, I was dreaming about them.A couple weeks later, I was working late again when my phone rang.”Get down to the security desk bitch,” Tyrone commanded. “I’ve got something I want to show you.”I found Tyrone sitting behind the big desk, watching the fuck video he had made in my office.”What did you want to show me?” I asked.”Come around to this side of the desk,” he instructed.Tyrone had his pants unzipped and he was jerking his long shaft as he watched the video.”Strip down, Mr. Franklin, my little bitch,” he ordered. “And get down under the desk. I want you to blow me while I do my job.”I started to protest. I had a big presentation to finish upstairs and I had no desire to get caught here in the lobby with a man’s cock down my throat by any of my fellow workmates.”Don’t be such a baby,” he laughed. “Nobody is gonna see you under the desk.”I wanted his cum badly, so I quickly stripped, stuffed my clothes under the desk, and climbed down. He wheeled his chair closer, presenting his magnificent tool.I went to work like a man possessed, the subtle moans from Tyrone assuring me that my cocksucking skills were indeed improving. He grabbed my head and forced his length down my throat, giving me a solid face fucking.As I sucked his tool, I heard the front door open.”Good evening, Mrs. Jackson,” Tyrone said. Mrs. Jackson, I thought, horrified. Was that my bosses wife standing on the other side of the desk? I stopped sucking, trying not to make a sound.”Hello Tyrone,” she said. “I’m here to pick up my husband. His car is in the shop.””I’ll call him,” Tyrone replied.As Tyrone dialed the phone, he reached under the desk and gave my face a wet whack with his enormous boner, before grabbing my hair and forcing me back down onto his lubed shaft.”Your wife is here to pick you up sir,” Tyrone spoke into the phone.”He’ll be down in 5 minutes, Mrs. Jackson,” Tyrone relayed.For the next 5 minutes, I sucked Tyrone off as he carried on a conversation with my boss’ wife. Luckily the music playing over the intercom system drowned out the sloppy noises of me slurping down Tyrone’s penis.She flirted endlessly with my tormentor.”So, Tyrone, any luck with the ladies lately?” she chuckled.”Oh, I do OK,” he replied.”I bet you do,” she said.”Fact is, I’ve got a date tonight,” he said. “Well, good luck,” she sighed.”I don’t think I’ll need any luck,” he chuckled. “This one is way into me and just can’t get enough of old Tyrone.”Even as he finished his sentence, Tyrone thrust his boner deep into my throat, catching me off guard and making me gag.”You should see a doctor about that cough, Tyrone,” Mrs. Jackson exclaimed, obviously thinking he had made the choking sound. “Sounds like you’ve got something stuck deep down your throat.”If she only knew, I thought to myself as I tried to control the gag.Mr. Jackson finally appeared. “Hey Tyrone, if you see that slacker Franklin, tell him I need that presentation first thing in the morning. I couldn’t find him in the office. He better be working on it right now.””Sure thing Mr. Jackson. Something tells me he’s working on a big project even as we speak,” Tyrone chuckled as he reached under the desk and gave my face a light slap.The Jacksons left, none the wiser that I was under the desk servicing the security guard.I doubled my efforts and was rewarded with a huge load of warm cream that I gobbled up. As I got dressed, ready to return to my office and pump out the presentation, Tyrone gave me a hard whack on the bottom.”Good job bitch,” he laughed. “Next time, I might let Mrs. Jackson watch. I bet she would get off knowing one of her husband’s employees was a cock-craving little slut.”A cock-craving slut, that is exactly what I had become. Even as I sat back at my desk upstairs, it was images of Tyrone’s impressive cock that I fantasized about as I jerked off, already eager for the next summons to service the security guard.

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