Emily the Paralegal

With that invitation, I brought my hands to her hips and began to truly pound her. Emily sank back down to the desk, her ass high in the air as her chest and stomach rested upon my desk, her hands outstretched grabbing the back edge of it. As I grew closer, I had a sudden - and frightening revelation - was she going to allow me to cum inside her? For a moment I thought about not saying anything at all, but - miraculously - my better angels won out and I cried out a warning, "I'm going to cum" . . . "Go ahead," she said, pushing me over the edge. As Emily belted out an orgasm with a shrieking scream, I sank my cock deep inside her waiting pussy. I felt her pussy walls began to clamp and convulse around me, as my own orgasm washed over me and my cock surged inside her, pulsing, spraying, exploding, releasing my cum inside this beautiful woman.

I collapsed on top of her, my cheek on her upper back, my cock still buried inside her, now veritably flooded pussy. I started to withdraw my still-hard shaft, and I watched as my cum poured out of her pussy to the carpet. "That was amazing, I whispered..."

"Practice makes perfect," she said back with a wink.