She wore purple tights today.
walking quickly as I headed out of the breakroom, she nearly ran me down.
not that i minded.
because later, i observed from the back her purple tights, shoes off, dark hair
i imagined the break room late at night
her walking in ... a glance
a kiss
and we give in
small, pale hands work my belt undone, shove into the warmth of cotton and cock
her skirt, unzipped, falls to the cool white tile
our warmest parts aching to unite
boxer briefs are pulled down
as are purple tights
i lean back against the table, pull her up, her legs closing in, constricted by the tights
the initial entrance is incredible, but moving in past the head of my cock proves tight ... she forces her self down with a scream and the suction on me is amazing
i'm fucking back now, pulling her down, lifting her back up, letting her pussy lips linger at the tip of my cock
and thrusting her down upon my angry shaft
her hands are on my face, pulling me into her, our kisses intense with hunger
my hands on her hips, pulling her onto me
purple tights, small feet still covered, dark polish showing through
one more thrust, then out... and exploding all over her pale stomach and trembling legs
she bends down, cleans me up with her tongue
and we part ... for now
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