After her first, incredibly erotic encounter with diamond billionaire Desmond Fox, Sarah can’t stop thinking about him. She’s thrilled when he summons her back to his office – to serve drinks for a party of businessmen, clad only in her stockings and heels. But that’s not all that Sarah is going to serve tonight…
Warning: this 4.200 word story contains dirty talk, oral sex, nudity, public exposure, ice cubes, and smoking-hot sex. Adults only!
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Desmond thrust gently but inexorably into her mouth, while he talked about “shorting the market”, whatever that was, and the other male voices answered him. The buzz of sound was like a backdrop to her own private porn movie, that none of the others even knew was happening. That thought was unbearably thrilling.
She kept sucking and licking, and she was getting wet and more excited, but there was no relief. Her left hand was needed to support her as she knelt, and her right hand was on his cock. She wished she could have a hand free to tease herself, slide her fingers through her own juices, touch and rub herself into swollen readiness.
At the thought of touching herself while sucking him, Sarah moaned around his cock.
The voices above her head fell silent.