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Under My Boss’s control 12 (BDSM)

Author: DarkNight
last update publish date: 2026-06-02 22:20:22

It's been a week and I am yet to recover from the encounter between Maxwell, Williams and I. I went to sleep thinking of it and woke up thinking of it.

I had jerked off multiple times to the thought of that night but nothing… nothing! Comes close.

Maxwell had earlier informed he had a meeting with two top executives and I should be at the conference room in an hour.

Right now I was heading there, trying my best to regulate my breathing at seeing him yet again after the last encounter we had.
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    Turning to the normal part of the couch, I climbed the seating are and hovered my ass over him, my laboured breathing filling the void room. “Eat my ass” I gasped, putting my on his face and reaching behind to spread myself wide open. I knew he tried to turn away so I turned around and gave him a slap not a deliberate action but because I was high on lust and what I needed now was utmost cooperation. I glared at the mass of red that had formed on his cheek, my anger subsiding not that it didn’t look good. “Don’t let me hurt you, please” I gasped. When I resumed my position, he was more agreeing this time because this time, his tongue found my hole and slipped in easily. “Yhhhhhh…. Fffffuckkkkk, yeahhhh” I whispered, rocking his face while his tongue pushed in and out of my crack. “Don’t stop” I gasped, grabbing my cock and fisting my pole slowly while my palm found both my nipples, tugging on them roughly. “That feels so good, Daddy” moisture formed on the space between my nose

  • Filthy Things Boys Do   Humiliated by My Son’s Bully 2

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  • Filthy Things Boys Do   The Painter 2

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  • Filthy Things Boys Do   My Transgender Boss 4

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  • Filthy Things Boys Do   CHAPTER 3: TAMED BY MY MOM'S FIANCÉ

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