My wet pussy drips into his mouth in the office (Teil 3 fehlt)

He kneels in the open-plan office just a few inches behind me and sees my shiny, thick labia right in front of him.

Five minutes earlier in the office:

It's an incredibly hot day. The heat is building up because the air conditioning is only partially working again. The office is sparsely staffed due to the holiday season.

I walk through the open-plan office to our copier.

I stand in front of it and bend down very low. My shiny legs, creamed with shea butter, stretch out.

I am almost alone in the open-plan office. Almost. Only a young colleague is staring intently at his monitor.

I turn to him. No way. He's not looking at my butt. Hmmm.

I take a closer look at my young colleague. Oh, right. He has some kind of earbuds in his ears. Probably those noise-canceling things.

Well, I'll have to be a little more conspicuous.

I pull open the bottom drawer of the printer and close it vigorously.

Once. No reaction. Again. Still nothing.

A third time, accompanied by a helpless curse.

Bingo, he takes his earbuds out, looks up and over at me.

“Do you need help, Ms. Bauer?”

“Oh yes, that would be wonderful!” I chirp helplessly.

Suddenly, he comes up to me. He stands directly behind me. He kneels down to reach the bottom copy drawer.

“Oh my God, this is hot.” I'm not wearing any panties.

My legs are spread and stand slightly more than shoulder-width apart. He's in the perfect position to look up my skirt.

Finally, he looks up and sees my shiny, thick labia right in front of him.

Suddenly, I feel a hand on my thigh.

“I think I forgot my panties today,” I say innocently.

“Ms. Bauer, your labia look so incredibly hot, I don't know how to concentrate on the copy drawer.”

“Then you should take care of my pussy first. We should take advantage of the fact that there's so little going on in the office.”

“Oh yes,” he moans and slowly slides his hand down to my butt. He grabs it firmly.

He's about to touch my butt.

“With both hands, colleague.”

He doesn't need to be told twice. His second hand reaches for me. Both hands slide down to my butt. Under my skirt.

He grabs me firmly. His thumbs slide under my butt. Now his hands close more and pull on my buttocks. He lets them circle.

The movements stretch my slit. My labia are pulled apart. My pussy smacks and gets wetter and wetter.

“Finger me!” I command him.

He sticks his index and ring fingers through.

Then finally he pushes his fingers into my greedy slit.

He plunges deep into me, up to his knuckles. He pulls his fingers out again to the tips and starts fucking me.

Harder and harder. Faster and faster.

I moan with lust. I can't help myself and press my wet pussy into his face. Then I increase the pressure and sit on his face. He willingly lies down on the floor.

I circle my lap over his face. My right hand wanders into his crotch. I open his fabric pants.

A huge, hard cock springs out at me.

I bend down to his cock and open my mouth wide.

“So, the central control for the air conditioning is right next to the copier,” echoes through the room.

Oh my God! We're about to get caught. The footsteps are getting closer and closer.

(To be continued)