Home Office

Liz Jordan and Anton Harden sit at separate desks in the home office. She watches him every day and wonders what hides behind his silence. One afternoon he steps out. His phone lies face-up. Liz moves before she can stop herself. The first image stops her breath: a thick, dark cock standing hard above a trimmed bush. Her thighs press together. She scrolls. More shots follow, each angle showing the same heavy shaft. Footsteps return. She closes the screen but stays close. He sees the flush in her cheeks, reads the truth, and pulls her in. Clothes fall. Liz drops to her knees, takes him in her mouth, and works the full length until her lips meet his base. They trade places on the rug. She lowers herself over his face while she keeps sucking, the 69 turning wet and rhythmic. He tastes her open folds. She rides his tongue until her thighs shake. When she climbs forward again he drives up into her. Deep strokes build fast. She comes with a cry and feels him swell. He empties inside her, pulse after pulse, the creampie seeping out around his cock as they catch their breath.