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Chapter 2: HOLIDAY WITH MR SIN

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RHENAN

I suck in a breath the moment Saffron slinks slowly to her knees before me, pushing me deeper into my chair. Her eyes are so seductive I can’t bring myself to look away for a minute.

She starts to unbuckle my belt while slowly yet mischievously tracing her fingers on my cock through my pants causing it to stiffen even more. I lift my hips to help her lower my pants and she kisses the head of my cock through my boxer briefs.

“Fuck” I hiss, once her hand slips into my boxer briefs to grab my already leaking cock. She pulls it out and kisses it again sensually making me growl in pleasure.

Saffron smiles against my cock. The little shit fucking smiles and I’m so proud of her.

“Are you going to keep looking at it all day or do you actually plan on doing something with it”.

“You would keep quiet and let me take care of my problem Rehnan”

Oops I never knew my little whore had this side to her.

I’m still looking at the beautiful woman before me when she suddenly spits into her hands and grab my cock drawing her hands over it from top to bottom slowly.

“Shit that feels so good baby. Do it again”

She does it again twice before tracing her tongue slowly on the slit on my cock, the feeling making my blood heat with need. The way she continues to flicks her tongue over it almost make me unhinged. The sound coming from my throat, unrecognizable.

“You have to be quiet, Rehnan” she says with a coy smile, still teasing me earning her a gasp from me. “Can you promise me that”

Oh, the cocky little shit

“You better be careful” I reply in warning.

She slides her tongue lower taking my full cock in her mouth.

“Careful?”

“Yes careful or I’ll fuck your mouth so hard you won’t be using it again without remembering me”.

“Hmmmm…”

The vibrations go straight to areas I never imagined.

“You can”. She says and wraps her mouth around my cock while sucking hard before releasing it with a loud pop. “If you want”.

Fuck, the little shit is making me loose control and I don’t know how long I can manage to keep myself in check.

“You’ll have to open your mouth wider for me then”

“Okay daddy”

That sent a jolt up my cock immediately.

Still looking at me intently, Saffron opens her mouth wide, bringing out her tongue and patiently waiting for me to take over.

The look from the damn woman almost makes me cum hard and I’m not ready for that yet. If I’m coming, then it’ll be in her sweet little cunt.

She stays up straighter on her knees a bit, she then grabs me on my hip and at the base of my cock and slowly swallows my cock to the back of her throat causing her to gag. I expect her to relent but she doesn't. I feel her relax her throat and take me deeper. Damn this woman is perfect for me.

“Fuck, Saff “ I growl. Just like that baby, keep going just like that.

I’m so proud of my good little girl.

She shivers at my praise and I just know that my little whore loves it when daddy praises her.

She releases my cock and takes my shaft in her mouth causing my stomach to clench hard and I know that if I don’t stop her I’ll come all over her face so I fist her hair and force her face up.

“You’ve had enough torturing me little shit. It’s my turn now.”

She still looks horny and dazed when I carry her and place her on my table. I push her skirts up above her waist. I draw her pant out

and slam it back against her pussy.

My little slut moans sweetly and I love the sound of it.

I urge her thighs to part wider for me as I settle in between.

“Wh…a..what are you doi…. Oh hmm”

I smile once my tongue glides in between her folds and tastes her. Damn she tastes and feels better than I imagined.

I do it again causing her thighs to tremble under my torture. I continue to tease her with my tongue until she’s moaning frantically and incoherently.

I circle my tongue around her clit and suck hard. Making her fist my hair in pleasure. The pain from her nails on my scalp made me lap at her entrance even more. Damn I could spend the whole day sucking her clit and still not get enough of her taste because my little slut is so damn intoxicating.

I keep sucking on her now swollen cunt and my little shit is shamelessly grinding against my face while moaning so loudly I have to get up and kiss her mouth to shut her up. Her still dazed look making me more satisfied than I have ever felt with any other woman.

“Rehnan, please fuck me now. I want your cock to fill me up please”.

“Is that what you really want you filthy little slut”

“Yes..yes..sirrrrrr”

She slurs seductively and enthusiastically causing my cock to rise in anticipation.

“Then this would have to go” I say as I rip her shirt open. She gasps while pushing her chest out to me.

Fuck, her breasts even look larger now without the shirt covering them up. I cup one of them in my hands through her black lace bra and my little whore hisses in pleasure.

“Fuck Rehnan”.

I can’t get enough of this woman. The way she says my name is making my blood boil.

I pull down her bra and take a look at the master piece before me. Her titties are huge, bigger than my palm even. Her pink buds contrasting with her porcelain white skin. Her dark hair making her look even better than a goddess.

I take one of her pink buds in my mouth, grazing it with my teeth and sucking on it. My little shit is arching her back so bad I feel sorry for her tiny little waist.

“Rehnan, please now.”

I can’t have my little princess begging me anymore. Without thinking, I slam my cock into her causing her to scream in pleasure.

“Fuuuuuuuuuck”

“You like that don’t you, you little whore”.

You…slam…like….slam…the…slam…feel…slam…of…slam…my…slam…cock…slam…in…slam…you…slam.

“Yes! Yes! Yes! Harder Rehnan, harder!

I pull my cock out to the tip….

“No….oo

and thrust back deep into her.

“Oh God. Fuuuuuuck Yes! Oh yes! Yes! Mmmm. Oh my God I’m clo…ose”

Cum for me baby, cum for daddy you little whore.

“Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck ahhhhhhhhhhh!”

My little whore clenches around me and shatters. And I continue to drive into her until I feel my orgasm coming. I pull out my cock and watch my seed decorate her tiny little tummy.

Before I can think otherwise I tell her what’s on my mind. I pick one of the spare shirts I always have ready in my office and pass it to her since I've ruined hers.

“Here, dress up and get out, you’re fired”!

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Anna-Marie
fired ? after that hot session? that's so mean
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Bluepearl
fired? that's crazy man arghhh
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Babyboo
Wait, why. What an evil boss
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