LOGIN“Mr. Albert... this... this isn’t appropriate,” she managed to say, but her voice came out trembling and unconvincing.He laughed again, this time closer to her ear. His hot breath brushed against the back of her neck, making the fine hairs stand on end.“Appropriate? Little girl, you’re in my office, in my building, working for me. I decide what’s appropriate. And right now, what’s appropriate is for you to understand that when you make a mistake — and you will make mistakes, because they all do in the beginning — I’m not going to give you a warning. I’m going to punish you personally.”He leaned in closer, his chest lightly brushing against her back. Cleia felt the hard bulge in his pants press against her ass for a brief second.“I’m going to put you on all fours on this desk, lift that skirt, pull down those wet panties, and spank that ass until it’s bright red. Then I’m going to spread your legs and lick that young little pussy until you cum on my tongue, shaking like a desperate
Cleia blinked, surprised, but obeyed. She stood up, less than half a meter away from him. Albert was much taller, and she had to tilt her head up to look at him.“You know I demand total obedience, don’t you?” he asked, his voice dropping even lower, almost a hoarse whisper. “In here, my rules are law. I speak, you obey. No questions. No delays. No excuses.”“Yes, sir,” she replied, her voice coming out a little weaker than she would have liked.Albert took a step forward. Now his chest was almost touching her full breasts. He lowered his gaze straight to her cleavage, not even trying to hide it.“Look at these tits… so young, so full. I bet they get hard just from me talking to you like this.”Cleia swallowed hard. Her nipples betrayed her, hardening against the fabric of her blouse and bra. She felt a shameful tingling in her pussy, as if her body was already responding to his filthy tone.“Sir… I…”“Shhh. No need to deny it. I can see how you’re blushing. How you’re pressing your t
Albert Monteiro was seated behind the immense dark mahogany desk on the 28th floor of the corporate tower that bore his surname. The office was a temple of power: glass walls offering a view of the entire city, ice-cold air conditioning that contrasted with the heat he felt in his chest every time a new female employee walked through the door. At 48 years old, Albert was the kind of man women looked at twice — not only because of his fortune or his position as CEO, but because of his still-firm body, the gray hair at his temples, his square jaw, and his dark eyes that seemed to read anyone’s soul.He had already fucked secretaries, interns, and even the wives of business partners. Mature women who knew exactly what they wanted in bed and young ones who melted with just a look from him. But none of them had the raw freshness he felt was about to walk through the door.The knock was light. Three timid taps.“Come in,” he said, his deep, hoarse voice echoing through the vast space.The d
She licked everything she could reach with her tongue, collecting the cum from her lips and chin. She swallowed some of it, deliberately letting the rest drip down onto her breasts, shining on her sweaty skin.Pedro was still hard, his cock throbbing even after cumming so much. He moved down a little, rubbing the wet head of his dick on her tits, spreading his own cum over her nipples.“Look at the state of your face… all painted with the neighbor’s cum,” he said with a dirty smile. “You look even hotter like this, all messy and covered.”Letícia smiled, slowly licking her lips, her eyes still full of desire.“I still want more…” she begged, her voice hoarse. “Put it in again. I want to cum one more time with your cock inside me, even if it’s full of your cum.”Pedro didn’t need any more invitation. He moved down, turned Letícia onto her stomach again, lifted her leg, and shoved his still-hard cock into her creamy pussy. The entrance was even more slippery now, filled with his own cum
Pedro couldn’t wait any longer. His cock throbbed painfully, slick all the way to the base with Letícia’s thick, transparent juices. He grabbed her by the hips, lifted her off the couch as if she weighed nothing, and carried her straight to the bedroom. Letícia laughed softly, breathless, her heavy breasts bouncing against his sweaty chest.He threw her onto the unmade double bed, the fresh lavender-scented sheets now mixed with sweat and lust. Letícia fell onto her back, legs spread wide, her pussy red and swollen, pulsing, the outer lips parted and glistening with so much wetness. Pedro climbed onto the bed, flipped her onto her side with a rough movement, grabbed her top leg and lifted it high, exposing everything again. Her pussy was wrecked from so much fucking: swollen, dark red, open, dripping a creamy mixture of her juices and saliva.He held his thick cock by the base, the head still throbbing, and pressed it against her hot entrance. This time he pushed in slowly, inch by in
Pedro was sweating heavily now. His body slammed against hers with force, skin against skin, the wet sounds mixing with the slaps and moans. He released her hair for a moment just to grab both sides of her ass, spreading her wider, watching his cock slide in and out, seeing her little asshole twitch with every thrust.“Look at how red your pussy is… swollen… dripping honey all over my dick,” he said, his voice choppy. “You’re getting me completely soaked, fuck. You’re lubing up my balls. You like taking thick cock like this, don’t you? You like getting fucked without mercy.”“I like it… I love it,” Letícia confessed, her voice breaking with pleasure. “I want more… fuck me faster. I want to feel you really deep. Hit my uterus, fuck. Make me cum again.”He obeyed. He gripped her waist with both hands again and started thrusting with more speed and force. Short, brutal strokes — his cock pulling out almost completely and slamming back in to the hilt, his balls slapping hard against her s







