Naga Munchetty - Golf Club Fun

The noise in the room since Naga had closed the door, was mostly sounds from Naga's voice. It felt like Chris was like a man possessed, as he said very little, but just kept fucking.

"COME ON CHRIS, YOU NEED TO CUM FOR ME!" Naga shouted in pain.

For Naga, as it felt like even more cock was inside her, Chris shouted, "FUCK YEAH. FUCK YEAH!"

"CUM CHRIS, CUM FOR ME."

Nigel's desk, as well as Naga's butt, was getting a hell of a battering, as Chris became a fucking machine.

"TAKE THIS NAGA. TAKE THIS."

Naga was flat out on the desk, she could hardly speak, as Chris pounding cock inside her tight ass.

"OH YEAH, OH YEAH!" Chris shouted.

Chris had lived out a fantasy, as he felt his cock swell inside Naga Munchetty tight ass hole and exploded his juices.

There was no noise from Naga at this point, apart from a breath of relief as Chris moved back from her body and he pulled his pants and trousers up.

Naga had spotted a club towel and grabbed it and gave her butt a quick wipe, before pulling her skirt down, and all in the nick of time.

Nigel entered the room and apologised for the delay and said he couldn't find the notes. He made no mention of the fact his desk had been reorganised, but he did ask both Chris and Naga if they were free next Monday at 12.

In knowing you don't say no to Nigel easily they both responded with a yes.

Naga spoke, "I'm sorry to do this Nigel, but I do need to go."

Chris added, "Me too Nigel. I feel I need to get back to the office, but let's all meet next week."

With a few pleasant farewells, the time at the golf club for that day came to an end. Naga and Chris both left with no more chat between themselves.

Naga left that building with a definite feel of Chris's spunk running down her leg, whilst Chris left with a very satisfied smile on his face.

Whether they would ever see each other again, and whether they did ever get out of Nigel's next meeting is never to be known.

THE END.