Old Man Punishes Blonde teen 18+ Girl With Katie Morgan

Title: “Disciplinary Measures”

The blinds were drawn, the room dimly lit, casting a soft glow on the_byte.Katie Morgan’s porcelain skin in a way that made her wicked smirk even more enticing. She leaned back against the mahogany desk, her pert breasts straining against the thin fabric of her white blouse, the tips of her matching bra just visible.

Across from her, a stern-looking older gentlemen stood, confliction etched in the lines of his weathered face. Bob Johnson had always been a stickler for rules, an upstanding citizen who ran his business with an iron fist. But little Katie Morgan, with her honey-blonde hair and baby blue eyes, had him in a tailspin.

“Katie,” his voice wavered, “I found the absinthe in your locker. You know the rules. No alcohol on the premises.”

Katie’s cherry-red lips curved into a devious grin. She pushed off the desk and sashayed towards him, her skirt hugging her hips with each step. “Oh, surely you can let me off the hook on this one, Bob.”

She reached out a slender hand and ran a perfectly manicured finger down his tie. Bob gulped, his Adam’s apple bobbing. Katie’s touch sent a shiver down his spine, his body reacting in ways he hadn’t felt in years. “I’m sure we can come to some sort of… arrangement.”

Bob’s brow furrowed, the voice of reason shouting to take control of the situation. Katie felt the shift, sensing his resolve weakening. She leaned in closer, her breath hot against his ear. “I’m a big girl, Bob. I can take whatever punishment you deem fit.”

She pulled back, her eyes sparkling with mischief. Bob’s resolve crumbled, his professional demeanor melting away. “Very well, Katie. But you’ll have to follow my instructions to the letter.”

Katie nodded, a wicked glint in her eye. “Oh, I’ll be a good girl, Bob. You can count on that.”

Bob reached into his pocket and pulled out a silver coin. He flipped it into the air, catching it in his palm. “Heads, you strip. Tails, you’re off the hook.”

The coin spun, the clink of the metal echoing in the silence. It landed with a soft thud against the hardwood floor, bobbing slightly before settling. Bob reached down and retrieved the coin with a shaky hand. He turned it over, revealing the image of a beautiful woman in a Poker hat, smiling seductively.

A slow smile spread across Katie’s face. She reached up and untied her blouse, letting the fabric fall open to reveal a lacy white bra that barely contained her impressive chest. She teased it with nimble fingers, tracing the delicate lace along the curve of her breasts.

With a quick flick, Katie undid the front clasp of her bra, letting her breasts bounce free. She let out a soft moan as her hardened nipples met the cool air of the room, goosebumps erupting across her milky skin.

She shimmied out of her skirt, letting it pool at her feet. She stepped out of the pile of fabric and turned around, slowly bending over to give Bob a perfect view of her barely covered ass. The thin fabric of her G-string left little to the imagination, the outline of her pussy lips clearly visible.

Bob’s eyes widened, his cock twitching in his slacks at the sight. Katie peeked over her shoulder, biting her lower lip. “You can touch, Bob. I’d like you to.”

Emboldened by her words, Bob reached out and ran his rough hands along the smooth skin of her thighs. He gathered the fabric of her G-string in his fingers and tugged it to the side, revealing her wet pussy.

Katie gasped as his fingers brushed against her sensitive folds. She tilted her hips back, giving him better access. “Oh, Bob,” she purred, “you naughty boy.”

He plunged two fingers deep inside her tight hole, feeling her walls clench around him. His thumb found her clit, rubbing the sensitive nub in quick circles. Katie let out a loud moan, her hips bucking against his hand.

After a few moments, Katie pulled away from him, spinning to face him. She dropped to her knees, her hands already working at the zipper of his pants. She freed his cock, gasping at the sight of his impressive length. “Well, well, well. Looks like you’re packing some serious heat.”

She wrapped her soft lips around the head of his cock, swirling her tongue around the sensitive tip. She took him deeper, her hand pumping what she couldn’t fit in her mouth. Bob’s head fell back, a guttural moan escaping his lips.

Katie continued to work his cock with her mouth, bobbing her head up and down his shaft. She could feel him getting close, his cock throbbing against her tongue. With a loud grunt, he exploded in her mouth, his warm cum coating her tongue.

Katie swallowed every drop, cleaning him off with her tongue before releasing him from her mouth. She sat back on her heels, a triumphant grin on her face. “I think that should cover my punishment, don’t you?”

Bob nodded, still reeling from the intense orgasm. Katie stood and gathered her clothes, slipping them back on with a satisfied smirk. “Until next time, Bob.”

With a wink, she walked out of the office, leaving Bob to pick up the pieces of his shattered professionalism.