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Lunch Break
Greg grabbed Katie's breasts from behind, kneading the soft flesh until he got one of her nipples under his palm. He spun her around and looked up at her as her nipple hardened in his mouth. Her eyes were half closed and she was biting her lip.
They were alone in the office. Everyone else had gone to lunch. He had her up on the desk and was kneeling between her legs. One hand rested on her inner thigh. It slowly moved further up her skirt. Katie threw her head back as Greg pulled down her panties in one, rough movement and put his head down between her legs.
His tongue explored her slick folds. He worked a finger into her slit as he kissed and sucked her clit. She began to vibrate above him on the desk, shaking and shuddering as he stuck a second finger in and licked her faster. She moaned loudly as she came.
He stood up quickly and flipped her over, so that she was bending over the desk. He unbuckled his pants and pushed up her skirt. His boxers fell to the floor and his hard cock sprang out. He shoved himself in her, desperately pushing in and out as she continued to come for him. Her juices coated his cock and her cries spurred him on.
They were so busy fucking, neither noticed the office door open.
"What's this?" asked a gruff voice, "Interns fucking on my desk?" The newspaper editor set his lunch down beside Katie's head. Greg froze mid-stroke. The two interns stared at their boss.
"Don't stop on my account," he told them, "Go ahead. Keep at it."
Greg began to fuck Katie again. Slowly at first, but he soon began fucking her harder. He maintained eye contact with his boss while he did it.
The older man stuck out his thumb and traced Katie's mouth with it. He stuck his index finger inside her mouth.
"Suck," he said.
She did as she was told, sucking his finger as she was fucked from behind. The editor stood up and unzipped his pants.
"Let's hope you're better at this than you are at filing," he sighed as he stuck his cock in her mouth. He caressed the back of her head. She licked and sucked the veiny, thick length of him as Greg continued ramming his cock into her.
The editor quickly stopped being gentle with her and began face fucking her, grabbing her head and ramming his cock down her throat. She was being filled at both ends and enjoying every minute of it. Her muffled moans escaped around the cock in her mouth.
Greg grunted as he shoved himself into her wet, slippery snatch one final time, making it slipperier with his orgasm. Come dribbled out of her and onto the carpet as he pulled out of her.
The editor's ass cheeks clenched as he came. He held her head tightly so she couldn't move away and would have to swallow his entire, sticky, salty load. She swallowed it all and licked the head of his cock after he pulled it out of her mouth to get the last of it.
The editor stepped around his desk as Greg pulled up his pants and saw the come he'd left on the floor.
"You," he said, pointing at Katie as she pulled on her panties, "clean up this mess you've made." He handed her a handkerchief and watched her tits bounce as she scrubbed the carpet clean of Greg's come.
"Now get back to work," he told the two interns. Greg left the office in a hurry. Katie lingered in the doorway.
"Do you want to have lunch again tomorrow?" she asked the editor.
"Only if I you'll finally let me fuck you," he told her without looking up from the papers on his desk, "I'm getting tired of coming in your mouth."
11:32 p.m. - 2011-11-24