I slammed the door to the conference room behind us, not giving a shit if anyone heard. "Get on your knees, now," I growled, yanking her skirt up over her hips. She dropped without hesitation, fingers already tugging at my belt. My cock sprang free, thick and already leaking, and she wrapped her lips around the head like she was starving for it.
She sucked hard, tongue swirling under the ridge while her hand pumped the shaft. I grabbed her hair and fucked her mouth in short thrusts, watching spit drip down her chin onto her blouse. "That's it, take it deeper, you filthy slut," I muttered. She gagged but kept going, eyes watering, throat working around me. When I pulled out, strings of saliva connected her mouth to my dick.
I hauled her up, spun her around, and bent her over the table. Her ass was perfect, round and bare under that tiny thong I ripped aside. I slapped her cheek once, hard, then lined up and shoved my cock straight into her soaked pussy. She was dripping, tight heat gripping me as I buried every inch in one thrust. "Fuck, yes," she hissed, pushing back against me.
I pounded her without mercy, hips slapping against her ass, the wet sounds of her cunt filling the room. Each stroke dragged across her walls, stretching her open. She clawed at the table, moaning louder with every slam. I reached around, found her clit, and rubbed it rough and fast while I drilled her. Her pussy clenched hard, juices running down my balls.
"Don't stop, fuck me harder," she begged. I grabbed her hips and gave it to her, deep and brutal, the table shaking under us. Sweat slicked her skin. I leaned over, bit her shoulder, and kept railing that greedy hole until her legs shook. She came with a strangled cry, pussy spasming around my cock, flooding me with fresh wetness.
I didn't pull out. I flipped her onto her back on the table, spread her thighs wide, and drove back in. Her tits bounced with every thrust. I pinched her nipples, twisted them, watching her face twist in pleasure. "You like being used like this, don't you?" I said, voice low and dirty. She nodded, biting her lip, then reached down to rub her own clit while I fucked her.
I switched angles, lifting her legs over my shoulders so I could pound even deeper. My balls slapped her ass. Her cunt was a mess, red and swollen, sucking at me. I spat on her clit and rubbed it in, feeling her tighten again. "Come on my cock again," I ordered. She did, back arching, a gush of wetness soaking the table and my thighs.
Close now, I pulled out and flipped her again, this time pushing her face down. I spread her cheeks and pressed my cock against her asshole, just teasing at first. She pushed back, eager. I worked the head in slow, then sank balls-deep into her ass with a groan. It was tighter, hotter. I fucked her ass in long strokes, reaching under to finger her empty pussy at the same time. Two fingers, then three, stretching her while my cock claimed her rear.
She came again, ass clenching so hard I almost lost it. I pulled out, shoved back into her pussy, and hammered until I felt my balls draw up. "Gonna fill you up," I warned.
She pushed back, taking every thrust. I unloaded deep, thick ropes of cum pumping into her, overflowing and dripping out around my shaft as I kept thrusting through it.
We stayed locked together, breathing hard, my cock still twitching inside her. I pulled out slow, watching my load leak from her used holes. She reached back, scooped some up, and licked her fingers clean while looking at me. "Round two in the stairwell?" she asked, already standing and straightening her clothes just enough to walk out.
I grinned, tucking my wet cock away. "Lead the way."
