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you Carol for suggesting thigh highs and thongs with this skirt.
    "Fuck me what are you wearing?"
    I guess that was a rhetorical question since he just kept going.
    He leaned me back against the desk and stared down at my body with that gleam in his eyes.
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    She's wearing white on white, white lace thong, white lace edged thigh high stockings, no garters.
    With her legs spread as she reclined on my desk, her skirt bunched up around her waist and those fuck me heels, I was fighting hard not to fuck.
    I had to bite into my fist to get some control over myself, I can't fuck her for our first time on my desk, plus we had to set some ground rules. Fast or not, she wasn't going to be cherry for much longer.
    "Okay, let's get this shit out of the way, no more games, how old are you?"
    "Eighteen." She bit into her lip again and I couldn't help it, my hand went to her flat stomach where I pressed with the flat of my palm before rubbing her outside her panties.
    She's responsive as fuck, which I found out when her body trembled.
    "I'm thirty two, is that too old for you?"
    She just shook her head no as my fingers crept under the waistband, over her slightly hairy pussy and to her clit.
    I kept my fingers outside as I took her nipple into my mouth and sucked before biting.
    She was fucking hot, I could feel her heat on my hand and couldn't hold out any longer.
    I pushed two fingers inside and thrusted them back and forth, getting her even wetter.
    Tight as fuck and sweet mercy I'm about to fuck her if I don't get control of myself. I took in a breath and tried to calm the fuck down, there aren't enough fucking sheep,in the world to count to combat this shit.
    My dick was trying to get at her, I could feel him pushing against my zipper like what the fuck is the hold up.
    But first things first.
    "Fine, I'm keeping you."
    "Huh, what..." How was she not getting this shit, did she think she could let me get this clse to her without consequences.
    Not just my hands no her pussy, but that whole dance we've been doing for the past two weeks, all the late night calls before bedtime, all my interest in her, did she think I missed all her little signals, I might've been playing it safe for her sake but shirt was done now.
    "You're cherry, you're sweet as fuck, I like the fuck out of you, you like kink, I'm keeping you."
    "What, what does that mean?"
    She might me questioning me but her body seemed to like what I was saying, didn't matter, I'd already told her I was coming for what's mine, that should've given her food for thought.
    "It means you're mine, it means when we ride you're on the back of my bike, it means when I climb into bed at night your ass better be there."
    She didn't have anything to say to that, just dug her nails deeper into my biceps.
    "Do you know the difference between making love and fucking katarina?" She shook her head as her face heated up again.
    "I'll try to explain, sometimes I'll be slow and gentle with you, soft kisses, light touches, I'll probably do you in the missionary, but other times I'll want to tie you up, pull your hair and fuck the shit out of you until your pussy gets all red and you cry from exhaustion."
    I fingered her pussy as I spoke and felt the gush of liquid as she flooded my hand.
    My sweet little virgin girl.
    "I see you like that, good, I like to fuck, we'll be doing a lot of that. Later on we'll look into getting some toys for your kink..."
    "Eeeekkkk."
    She clenched around my fingers and face planted into my chest.
    "What?"
    She shook her head and kept her face hidden.
    "None of that shit, if we're gonna do this we're gonna do it together, I don't know what you're thinking if you don't tell me, so I repeat...what?"
    "Toys...kink."
    "Oh that, if I'm your man I'm supposed to take care of that shit."
    My fingers hadn't stopped moving in and out of her and I could tell from her breathing that she was close again.
    "I want to eat you right now but we'll have to save that delight for another day,

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