【手コキ・オナホで噴水射精】透けシャツ痴女OL美女のエロさがヤバすぎた！！（言葉責め）
Title: The Perils of a Shamelessly Seductive OL and Her Magical Onahole
It was an uncharacteristically sultry day in the bustling city, the kind where the air hangs heavy with erotic promise. Amidst the throng of suited professionals hurrying to their cubicles, she strode, a vision of wanton abandon. Her name was Sakimi Nakamura, and she was the debauched darling of the sales department.
Sakimi’s tiny skirt barely grazed her knees, and her blouse was the sheerest of see-throughs, proudly baring the swell of her bountiful breasts, nipples visibly poking against the flimsy fabric. The other executives tutted disapprovingly, but Sakimi just smirked, revelling in their disapproval.
She had plans, naughty plans, that would leave them scandalised and slack-jawed with disbelief. Sakimi took the winding staircase two at a time, her toned legs a blur of bare skin, stopping at a nondescript door on the 8th floor. She produced a key from her purse, the jingle of it promising forbidden delights beyond.
The room was an office in disuse, and Sakimi wasted no time throwing her purse and coat aside, tearing off her blouse to reveal her voluptuous breasts encased in a lacy black bra. Sitting at the desk, she retrieved a large box from the drawer, grinning lewdly as she revealed the contents: a sizeable dildo and a transparent onahole, the Fleshlight’s plush lips glistening with Sakimi’s own saliva.
Her breath caught, nipples hardening, as she pulled the dildo free, admiring its girth and length before pressing it to her lips. She took the artificial cock into her waiting mouth, her plush lips stretching around its girth as she began to fellate it, drool dribbling down her chin as she took it deeper into her throat, gagging and moaning.
“You fucking love this, huh? You want to choke on this thick dick, don’t you, you little whore?” Sakimi gasped aloud, her voice a breathless tidal wave of vulgarity. Her other hand undid her skirt, letting it puddle on the floor, revealing her black thong, the crotch already damp with her arousal.
Panting, she withdrew the spit-slicked dildo from her mouth, turning it so the thick head rubbed against her compilent cheek. With a soft whimper, she turned and pressed the bulbous head between her plush asscheeks, letting it nestle there as she turned her gaze to the onahole.
Shimmying out of her thong, she spread her legs, desires mounting, pushing the hefty Fleshlight against her naked sex. She paused, savouring the agonising anticipation before slowly, tortuously, pressing the artificial pussy against her own, the yielding lips spreading obscenely as they swallowed her clit and nude lips.
“Fuck! Yes!” Sakimi moaned aloud, triumphant and wanton. Growing bolder, she squeezed the soft sleeve, forcing it to wrap around her clit, the inner texture massaging her most sensitive parts. The surge of pleasure, combined with the forbidden ecstasy of self-indulgence, made her head swim.
Shimmying the sleeve up and down for a few strokes, she would gasp and moan, her hips jerking spasmodically from theensory overload. With a huff and a puff, she positioned the cock and moved the sleeve up and down her shaft.
She could feel the throbbing pulse of the tip as it transitioned between her finger and the onahole. Sakimi removed her panties and then the onahole from her pussy. She lay down on the floor with a sigh, positioned the onahole mouth over her throbbing dick, and rammed it forward.
The warm, wet, and pulsing artificial pussy engulfed the entire head, and she gasped. Her hips started bucking, insisting that she drive the artificial pussy further, until it was fully covered up to the hilt.
“Fuck! Yes! Shit!” Sakimi is really worked up. ‘This fantasticannya synthetic pussy definitely ruined my pussy. I can never get enough of it.’ Just then, she orgasmed again, and a thick, creamy cum spurted inside the artificial pussy.
Sakimi came back to her senses after a while, chest heaving. She thanks the onahole for its generous assistance. After that, she cleaned up the accumulated cum and went back to work. Tomorrow is another day of libertinism and debauchery in the mysterious office.
