“Have fun, Edyn.” My boss yelled as he walked to his mustang. Indian hot sex “and vulnerable and young and lonely and I suspect very beautiful with a hot body.” I could hear the smile in his voice as I turned and met his eyes completely for the first time. I knew his orgasm was imminent by the force of his balls against my face and the thrust of his hips. I stared into them boldly as I removed the thick lens glasses, folded them and slid them into my purse. The spell he wove caught me easily and I leaned over toward him with my lips pursed and begging. The blue of his shirt mirrored the blue in his eyes and when they met mine I felt a gush of wetness to my embarrassment. The very breeze from the air conditioning vent sending shivers throughout my body. It felt as if my insides were molten lava and my swollen clit was the epicenter. My manager came in and nearly slipped but he only grinned as he approached me. I am clumsy and…” I was confused as I spoke but he quickly cut me off.
