She tried to pull my pants up, but I stopped her. “No, we’re doing this,” I said firmly, looking at her. “We are,” I added with a smile. She then softly wrapped her hand around me for the first time.
I said, “That was the wrong thing to say, I shouldn’t have.” I groaned quietly as she gave my dick a gentle twist. “You don’t owe me anything, Cynthia. I’m about to have intimate sex with the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met.”
She called me a flatterer and gently kissed the tip of my dick. With each kiss, I got harder, and she moved closer to taking me into her mouth, but she was taking her time.
“Cynthia, I want to see your eyes as you suck my dick. I want to hear your moans as you touch me, and oh, don’t hold back when I fuck you.”
She finally took the tip of my dick into her mouth. She played with it with her tongue and looked at me, just as I wanted. It already felt amazing.
“Fuck, Cynthi…..,” I said, leaning back and letting her do her thing. It was the slowest, most careful blow job I’ve ever had, but I wasn’t about to complain.
“I’m glad you like it, Daddy,” she said with a smile, pausing for a moment. “Am I going too slow?” she asked. She licked my dick like a lollipop. I wished she would keep doing that forever.
“You’re doing well,” I said honestly. “Your mouth and tongue are really impressive, in my opinion.”
“I want to memorise all the veins on your dick before I’m finished, Doctor.”
Cynthia, with one last teasing remark, started giving me an intense blowjob. She kept going, taking more and more of me. It was the longest blowjob I’d ever had without her trying to go further. She looked beautiful in her black dress and perfect hair, acting like a proper lady while doing it.
Cynthia was happy to go down on me all day, but I decided it was time to stop. I held her hands, helped her stand, and she kissed my cheek.
I was a bit surprised when she nudged me gently, and I stepped back. She had a very tempting smile that made my heart race. She slowly lowered her dress, showing off her fancy black lace bra and underwear. She looked incredibly attractive.
“You’re so beautiful,” I told her, meaning every word.
“Thank you, Doc,” she said and led one of my hands to her hip.
This time, I kissed her on the lips while I touched her breast over her bra. She gasped, and I almost slipped my tongue into her mouth. I was curious, but I held back from exploring further.
Cynthia reached behind her and took off her bra slowly. I put my hands on her ass as she showed me her breasts. She said, “You can keep this,” and put her bra on the desk.
I placed my hands on her breasts and gently rubbed her nipples, which were getting hard. She whispered, “Oh my God,” and then kissed my neck. She suckled on it, leaving a small hickey I’d see in the mirror for days. She said, “It’s been way too long since I felt that.”
I gently moved my hand along her back, then teasingly ran my nails down to her ass. I briefly touched her exposed breast before quickly covering it with my mouth.
I licked her soft breasts like a baby, while she held my hair and leaned into the feeling, showing she enjoyed it. I slid my hand under her panties and traced her butt crack with my finger before going further down.
Cynthia gently pushed her hips back, trying to let my finger go further. Then she stopped and slowly took off her panties, making a slow show.
She held the clothes by her finger, leaned in, kissed my neck, and then put the clothes with her bra. She said, “Hello, daddy,” as she gently held my fully hard, hot cock.
I picked up the goddess, spun her around, and then set her gently on my desk. I looked at her and said, “Wow, you’re beautiful.”
Cynthia asked, “How beautiful?” with a teasing pout, and this time, she got to me. I kissed her with my mouth open, our tongues meeting and sliding together as we exchanged spit. My hand slipped between her legs, and she wrapped her hand around my dick.
I touched her lips with my fingers while she held and stroked my dick, both of us softly pressed against each other.
We kept kissing and touching each other more intensely. She spread her legs and let me put my fingers inside her wet, hot pussy. We kissed and touched each other. I pressed her clit and fingered her until she came.
Cynthia’s head fell back, and she cried out as she came, and it dripped onto the floor. Her hand was tightly gripping my dick as she struggled to catch her breath from the intense orgasm.
When she finally came around, her head on my shoulder, she started touching me again.
“Are you ready I softly whispered to her, then gently licked and nibbled her ear.
Cynthia spread her legs wider and gently pulled me closer by my dick. She looked straight at me as she guided my dick to her pussy lips.
We leaned our foreheads together and moved our hips together as I entered her pussy. Her ass was just on the edge of the desk, and I slowly pushed in until I was fully inside her.
“Oh my God,” Cynthia gasped softly, her hands on my shoulders. “You really fill my pussy up,” she whispered as we moved together, both feeling the tension growing with each gentle thrust.
I mumbled, “You’re so tight and warm. You’re perfect, so beautiful.” I usually didn’t talk during sex, but she had a way of making me keep praising her.
We kissed again as we sped up our thrusts. Cynthia had to hold the desk behind her, and I lifted her up by her hips. We started to fuck so hard, but kept a slow and steady rhythm.
“Oh, fuckk,” Cynthia groaned, matching my movements. We both watched as I nearly pulled out before we came back together again.
She moved some things on my desk out of the way, then relaxed, her hands on her breasts, playing with her nipples as we kept fucking.
Cynthia’s body tensed, and she held back her screams by biting her fingers as she had her second orgasm. Her juices made her pussy even wetter, adding to the slick, sloshing sounds already happening.
“Oh my God!” Cynthia gasped, her chest rising and falling as she ran her hands through her thick hair.
The emotions around me were overwhelming, and seeing Cynthia Adebowale lying there, happy and relaxed after climax, with her pussy still wrapped around my dick, was too much. I tried to warn her, “Cynthia, Cynth, I’m about to… I’m going to…”
She pushed herself up from the desk, wrapped her hands around my neck, and kissed me again. She kept moving her hips with mine. Then she rested her sweaty forehead against mine and said, “It’s okay. Do it. Fill me up baby.” She bit my lip and kept sucking, and I came.
I came hard. My eyes shut tight, and I couldn’t control my hips. I thrusted and moved with her as she kept riding me, pushing me to my limit. I was exhausted and out of breath by the time we finished, and we had given her all the footage she wanted from our meeting.
After we got dressed and Cynthia finished packing, she was at my office door.
She winked and said, “Expect an email from me soon.” Then Cynthia left my office, leaving behind her panties and bra as a reminder of what we did, with her scent still in the air.
Two weeks later, Cynthia sent me an email with two files: our video and a video of her touching herself while watching our video.
Written by Sixtie9ine
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