“Fuck,” I mutter under my breath, Becca bobbing her head so fast that I can barely see anything in front of me. I try and make it look as if I’ve found something in my papers that I didn’t like, but I don’t know if Lorna’s buying my performance right now. Lucky for me, she’s more preoccupied with her own performance than she is with mine.#p#分页标题#e#
“Come on, Mason…” she continues, pushing down the other strap and revealing the outer edges of her bra. She’s done with being coy; now she’s moving hard, and won’t stop until I shoot her down as loud and clear as I can. Fuck. Well, I guess it’s only fair that I can’t fuck my stepdaughter without a few hiccups along the way.
I look down at my papers and, frowning as if I'm deep in concentration, I try to ignore Lorna as hard as I can. Like fucking Satan, she places both her legs on top of the desk and spreads them wide; unable to restrain myself, I look up, taking in the sight of her thong. There’s a wet patch there and I realize that, even though this is probably nothing more than a power play, she really wants me to fuck her.
“Lorna,” I repeat her name, putting the papers down and pursing my lips. Becca has taken her mouth off my cock now, and she’s using one hand to stroke me while, with the other, she caresses my balls and rolls them around her fingers. I feel my whole body tensing up, and I have to take a deep breath to stop it from showing. If Lorna finds out Becca is under the table, she’s going to raise hell and use that as ammo to get whatever she wants. I have to be fucking careful now; I’m walking on thin ice here. “I’m working,” I tell her curtly, trying to pretend that I’m pissed off at her interruption.
“You’ve said that already,” she hisses at me, barely able to hide the anger in her voice. “But I don’t believe you’re the kind of man too busy for women, are you?” she continues, placing her open hand on her thong and rubbing her own pussy.
“You don’t know me, don’t pretend that you do,” I shoot back, my insides clenching as I feel Becca’s lips on my cock once again.
“Oh, I do know you, Mason,” she purrs, all anger fading away from her voice. She’s acting, I know it, but she’s pretty convincing. “I know just enough to know that you can’t resist a tight pussy… And I’m tight. Very tight.”
Not as much as Becca, I think, trying to stop myself from grinning. Even though I try, I can’t stop the corner of my lips from curling into a half-smile. Taking that as encouragement, she grabs her thong and flicks it to the side, showing me her rosy wet pussy. Fuck, I can’t believe this is fucking happening.
“Lorna, don’t make me repeat myself,” I tell her harshly. “I’m working. Get out of my office. Right now.” I ball my hands into fists and place them on top of my papers, looking into her eyes.
Her seductive expression fades away from her face and, letting go of her pussy, she closes her legs and gets down from the desk. Straightening the front of her dress, she looks at me with disdain, anger flashing in her eyes. Lorna isn’t a woman used to being turned down, and I bet that she can harbor a grudge better than anyone.
Without bothering to say a thing, she simply smirks at me and turns on her heels. You’ll regret this, her eyes seem to tell me, but I don’t give a fuck. Right now, I’m on the verge of cumming, and all I want is for her to get the fuck out of my office. Becca knows that I’m close and, acting mischievously, she starts to suck with a renewed spirit, moving fast but careful enough to not make a sound.
As Lorna reaches the door and grabs the handle, I can’t stop myself; pleasure explodes inside of me and I come like a fucking geyser. My cock spasms violently, pushing down on Becca’s tongue, and my load gushes inside of her delicious mouth. Still with my hands balled into fists, my fingernails dig into the palm of my hands with enough strength to draw blood. My muscles are so tense that they might just snap, and that’s exactly when Lorna turns around and throws me one final look of contempt.#p#分页标题#e#
Fuck, fuck, fuck. I grit my teeth as hard as I can, returning her look with a blank expression as I do my best to hide the fact that, right now, I’m cumming my fucking brains out.
Finally, she turns on her heels and leaves, slamming the door behind her. The moment I hear the sound of the door closing, I lean against the chair and throw my head back, groaning loudly and placing my hands on top of Becca’s head.
I look down at her and grin, seeing how my cum is already dripping down her chin. Her mouth is brimming with semen, but she keeps her lips tightly wrapped around my thickness, not letting go.