Don't Work (open to one female)
Why are you working right now? Well, I know why. But really you shouldn't be. There's more fun things we could be doing.
Or you could keep working, on those Zoom calls, trying to look interested. As I get under your desk, spread your legs, and push up your dress. You tell me no, not now, but I know what you really want. For me to be hungry, needy, to bury my face between your legs and lick, force you to turn off the video so I can take what I need.
Or turn off the video for another reason. Your mouth is right there, after all, so close to where I want it. I could my jeans, pulled your head onto my length, hearing you gasp in surprise as I bury myself inside you. You've been talking too much, after all, this is something much more interesting.
But there's more. For when you're done that call, get you or of your chair, kissing you hungrily. Bend you over your desk, dress hiked up, impaling you on my need, right there. I've been waiting all day for you, for this, and you just keep working, but so can't wait any more. I want you, and you need to know how much.
So maybe you could stop working. Or I could stop you. Depending on how your day is going.
Why are you working right now? Well, I know why. But really you shouldn't be. There's more fun things we could be doing.
Or you could keep working, on those Zoom calls, trying to look interested. As I get under your desk, spread your legs, and push up your dress. You tell me no, not now, but I know what you really want. For me to be hungry, needy, to bury my face between your legs and lick, force you to turn off the video so I can take what I need.
Or turn off the video for another reason. Your mouth is right there, after all, so close to where I want it. I could my jeans, pulled your head onto my length, hearing you gasp in surprise as I bury myself inside you. You've been talking too much, after all, this is something much more interesting.
But there's more. For when you're done that call, get you or of your chair, kissing you hungrily. Bend you over your desk, dress hiked up, impaling you on my need, right there. I've been waiting all day for you, for this, and you just keep working, but so can't wait any more. I want you, and you need to know how much.
So maybe you could stop working. Or I could stop you. Depending on how your day is going.
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