....I heardmyself moaning in such a high femme voice just from the lust of ourembrace, and his hands pulling and squeezing my ass harder and harder.Th...en he pulled away and whispered, "Get the belt." Yes, Daddy," I said through my lust, I wanted to sprint out of thebathroom and back again with the belt, but I was in my platforms, so Ipulled myself up off of him and walked out as quickly as I could...whereis it?!?! Where is it where is is.....oh there on the floor.... Iscooped it up and came. Oh God… I can’t believe I’m finally doing this. I’ve wanted since the first day of shooting…” “You wanna be my bitch Natalie? You wanna be my little lezzie bitch?” Mila taunted, “I can see why… you’re so tight. Either that fiancé of yours hasn’t been fucking you enough, or he isn’t equipped to give you the type of fucking you need.”Natalie blushed, “He…”“Don’t try and defend him and his tiny cock.” Mila snapped as she picked up the pace, the stronger thrusts easily enough to keep Natalie. He kissed my neck, sucking a little, but not enough to leave a mark. I was grateful for that. I didn't want to have to worry about covering up a love bite at the office. All those nosy bitches who answer phones and eat Hostess cupcakes all day long would have a field day, regardless of how or why the mark came to exist on my body.But the fear of professional shame and embarrassment left my mind as quickly as it came. He was real. He wanted me. I wanted him. All the petty office bullshit floated. "I smiled at him and gladly got to my knees. I quickly unzipped his jeansand he pulled his jeans down. His cock was semi hard, and I beganstroking his beautiful cock getting him harder, once he was fully hard Istarted to lick his shaft from his balls up to the tip of his cock, onceI got to the tip I stopped and started to lick his head. I looked up andsmiled at him and opened my lips nice and wide as I started to lower mymouth onto his massive dick, but just as I did, he grabbed his cock.