Off The Clock

Lulu slips into the restricted room when the house is quiet. She finds her boss, Mick, waiting. He doesn’t talk much. He just puts her on her knees and takes her mouth first, slow and deep, letting her set the rhythm until she leans in for more. She climbs over him when he pulls her up, turning so her face drops between his thighs while his tongue finds her ass. She shivers, lips still wrapped around his cock. He keeps her open with his fingers, working one slick digit past the tight ring, then another, fucking her ass while she sucks. She moans around his length, spit running down her chin, hips rocking back on his hand. He pulls her off and spins her around. Lulu drops to her hands and knees, breath catching. Mick presses in from behind, easing his cock from her pussy to her ass, slick with spit and her own wetness. She takes him inch by inch. Every thrust pushes her open until he’s all the way inside. He doesn’t rush. He holds her hips, sinks deep, then slides out clean and feeds his cock straight back into her mouth. Lulu sucks him without hesitation, tasting herself. He pushes two fingers back into her ass while her tongue works the head. She keeps going until he decides she’s ready again, flips her, and sinks back in, ass to mouth, over and over, until she’s shaking and empty at the same time.