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Blue satin hugged her hips and ass in all the best ways and her cleavage was accentuated but not on full display under the blue lace of the top. Sexy, but still professional. She selfishly made extra effort to show him what he would be missing if he did finally look at her. Petty, but it burned a little that he wouldn’t even look at her when it was all she could do to not stare at him.Before dinner, there was to be a presentation so she asked the staff where the electrical hook-ups and tech room was. Walking down the long hallway she passed the men’s restroom just as he was exiting. To her credit, she managed to not stop and stare at the midnight blue suit that looked like it was made for him.“I have to queue up the presentation, but enjoy the cocktail hour,” Emma said as casually as possible without breaking stride. She didn't want to give him the satisfaction of stopping and staring at him like a teenage girl.She pulled open the utility room door and had barely stepped inside when. I felt him lowering his hips, his cock moving closer to my mouth. Steven was getting more assertive, my mouth opening submissively as he pushed the head into my waiting mouth. I tasted the salty cum, my tongue lapping at it, washing over the head of his cock until it was slick with my spit. He was biting my pussy lips, not hard, more tugging on them with his teeth. I felt a finger between my legs, pressing hard against the virgin opening, feeling the pressure as his finger pushed the hole open. It entered me suddenly, finding my pussy filled with a finger for the first time, gasping just as Steven shoved his hips down, half of his cock shoved into my mouth, silencing my cry of surprise at being impaled for the first time. His tongue worked me over like someone experienced, lapping at my sensitive flesh, biting me just when I didn't expect it, nibbling at my clit as I screamed into my mouthful of cock. And his hips began to pump his cock into my mouth, fucking me like I wanted his.
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