Office Escapades with Mr Armstrong 04

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He pushed me down, "Get on your knees" he muttered. I dropped instantly, my face was directly in front of his crotch, and I could see his length straining against his suit trousers. My p***y clenched with excitement as I looked up at him, and he pushed my face further into the bulge in his trouser. I should have stopped him, but my body has already decided for me. Instead I took that as an instruction to get to work. I unbuckled his belt with trembling hands, as desire rippled through me, then unzipped his trousers and slipped the trouser down his thigh, it pulled up at his ankle. I slipped my hand into the band of his boxer shorts, running my hand up and down his hardened length, then pulled the shorts down too, releasing his monstrous throbbing d**k. It was huge, hard, and had thic

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