“How are you going to make it up to me, Petra?” Mr. Williams asked. I was still on my knees and rubbing my boss’s erection through his pants. He was very big, and for an older man, he was pretty confident in his strategy. He was right to be–it was working.
My hands found their way to his belt, unbuckling it in order to get to his zipper. I undid his fly, and he stood up from his desk chair and pulled his belt through the loops, setting it on his desk in a threatening gesture. It made my hot Latina cunt wet with anticipation.