Artist Whips Out His Huge Rod For His Brunette Manager To Deepthroat And Ride On – Steve Hatcher And Alaura Eden

Title: A Lewd Encounter with Steve and Alaura

The sultry brunette beauty, Alaura Eden, sauntered into the dimly lit, seedy office, her curvy hips swaying with each predatory step. Her piercing green eyes locked onto her subordinate, Steve Hatcher, who was busily shuffling papers at his desk, trying to appear engrossed in his work. Alaura’s blood-red lips curled into a sinful smile as she approached him.

“Steve,” she purred, leaning over his desk, her ample cleavage nearly spilling out of her low-cut blouse. “I’ve been thinking about our performance review…”

Steve gulped, his eyes darting from her heaving bosom to her sparkling eyes. He knew exactly what kind of ‘review’ Alaura had in mind. Setting aside his papers, he stood upright, towering over her petite frame.

“Alaura,” he breathed, his voice husky with desire. “You know I’m always ready to please…”

With a wicked gleam in her eyes, Alaura reached out and grabbed him by his tie, pulling him closer. “I know you are,” she growled. “Now, whip out that big, hard cock of yours and show me what you’re made of.”

Steve wasted no time in complying with his boss’s command. He hastily unbuckled his belt and pulled down his pants and boxers in one swift motion, freeing his massive, throbbing shaft. It sprang out, thick and veiny, already glistening with pre-cum.

“Mmm,” Alaura moaned appreciatively, reaching out to stroke his impressive length. “Such a beautiful, big cock you have, Steve. I’m going to put it to good use.”

She sank to her knees, her hands eagerly exploring his pulsing manhood. She licked her lips, her devious gaze locked with his as she took his shaft into her mouth. Alaura swirled her tongue around the head, savoring the salty taste of his pre-cum.

“Oh fuck,” Steve grunted, his head falling back in ecstasy as Alaura deep throated his huge cock, her throat muscles constricting around him. She bobbed her head up and down, taking him deeper with each thrust, her hand stroking what she couldn’t fit in her mouth.

Alaura pulled away, a string of saliva connecting her lips to his cock. She stood up, turning around and bending over Steve’s desk. She hiked up her skirt, revealing her luscious, round ass and a tiny thong that barely covered her swollen pussy lips.

“Fuck me, Steve,” Alaura demanded, looking back at him with a hungry glare. “Fuck me hard and make me scream.”

Needing no further encouragement, Steve plunged his rock-hard cock deep into Alaura’s tight, wet heat. They both let out guttural moans as he filled her completely, stretching her delicate walls.

“God, you’re so big,” Alaura gasped, her walls clenching around him. “Fuck me harder!”

Steve grabbed her hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he began to pound into her relentlessly. The room echoed with the sounds of their bodies slapping together, the wet squelch of Alaura’s dripping pussy, and their wanton moans.

Alaura arched her back, pushing her ass further into Steve’s cock, taking him even deeper. She reached down, circling her clit with her fingers, desperate for more stimulation. Steve leaned over her, his chest pressed against her back, his hips never ceasing their wild thrusts.

“Fuck, your pussy feels so good,” he grunted in her ear, biting her neck. “I’m going to fill you with my hot, thick cum.”

“Yes, do it!” Alaura cried out, her body trembling as she felt her climax approaching. “Cum inside me, Steve! I want to feel it!”

With a final, powerful thrust, Steve buried his cock deep inside Alaura’s convulsing pussy. His cock twitched and throbbed as he emptied his balls, coating her walls with his warm, sticky seed. Alaura screamed in pleasure, her own orgasm crashing over her, her juices gushing out around his pulsing shaft.

They stayed like that for a moment, panting and shuddering as the last waves of their intense climax subsided. Steve pulled out slowly, a mix of their fluids dripping from Alaura’s well-used hole.

Alaura turned around, a satisfied smirk on her face. She leaned in, her lips brushing against Steve’s ear. “That was just a preview, Steve,” she whispered huskily. “Wait until you see what else I have in store for our next ‘performance review’…”

With a wink and a sway to her hips, Alaura gathered her clothes and sauntered out of the office, leaving Steve to contemplate the thrilling possibilities that their next encounter would bring.