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The Fuckening  Isabelle sat in the chair with her legs crossed which showed a peek of her damp little cunt sheathed in white cotton between her legs under the mini skirt. He acted as if he didn't notice, but when she shifted, the cotton tightened and visibly showed the dampness. Isabelle had pumped her clit while in the bathroom on her break and was so creamy, she could almost smell her sweet aroma. She shifted in her seat a little to ease the ache. She found her eyes roaming to his crotch and back to his handsome face. Her hole opened and tightened while she spoke and the cotton dampened more. He flirted a little and gave her a smile that made her cunt wetter. She asked him if he could help her on a project. He agreed to look at it so she stood and bent over the file cabinet to get the file. Her ass swayed as she looked and he stood and bent over offering to help her find it. His hand squeezed her waist. She tingled inside. His hand slid down and lifted her skirt slightly as he whispered into her ear,"I can't find it either and yet, I have found a beautiful alternative" Isabelle giggled and wriggled to his hand, lifting her ass a bit and her feet opened more, allowing him access. His other hand slid up and touched outside her panties. She could feel the tickle of his fingertips on her swollen clad pussy. She let a soft little moan escape. She knew he felt the heat and damp material, it excited her more. Her breath began to become shorter, more shallow. Her nostrils flared, and her nipples hardened, yet he continued to tease. Isabelle sucked in her lower lip and bit it sexily. Her steaminess was becoming a flaming fire between her legs. Her clit was a throbbing beacon at this point. But Isabelle stopped a second. The trepidation filled her voice, "But you are my boss" she managed to say raspily. "Do you want me to stop?" He asked, knowing her answer. "No please, more" she whimpered the words and arched her back so his fingers glanced the fabric over her creamy clit. "Good girl" He cooed in her ear as his hand slid around and tugged outside her bra at her hard nipple. Isabelle moaned deeper and spread her legs more, his fingers now rubbed at her clit under her panties and she squirted making the whole crotch of her panties soaked. Yes, this rabbit hole was going to be memorable... Song for this post Niia - Los Feliz |
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9/28/2022 10:31 pm |
OMG that picture and the writing are so HOT such a turn on
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Very good…an excellent read.
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tempting situation like a film to see and see again: P I love Isabelle in these moments the cream that flows between the legs see this Beatifull my friend
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Nice little story to get the juices running...
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Very sexy indeed
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Isabelle is a wanton slut knows how to use her feminine wiles to get what she wants! Bitch is back, Elton John
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Isabelle is the type if you’re ever fortunate enough to meet her at the Hotel bar while you’re both on a business trip and things progress from the bar to her room, you’ll remember it the rest of your life.
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This was very good. Thank you.
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Very sexy indeed
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Nicely done. Thanks for sharing.
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OMG that picture and the writing are so HOT such a turn on
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Very good…an excellent read.
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tempting situation like a film to see and see again: P I love Isabelle in these moments the cream that flows between the legs see this Beatifull my friend
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Nice little story to get the juices running...
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Very sexy indeed
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Isabelle is a wanton slut knows how to use her feminine wiles to get what she wants! Bitch is back, Elton John
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Isabelle is the type if you’re ever fortunate enough to meet her at the Hotel bar while you’re both on a business trip and things progress from the bar to her room, you’ll remember it the rest of your life.
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This was very good. Thank you. 
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Nicely done. Thanks for sharing.
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