The Boss's Slut - S01 E43

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The Boss's Slut - S01 E43

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Another man was lying next to him. I moved off one, his wet cock slapping on his abdomen and I moved to the next one. Inserting him, another man offered his cock to my lips. The cycle continued as each of the four moved from my mouth to alongside the one I was fucking as climax and orgasm became evident. When the four men had all climaxed, I sprawled on the bed as the last of them got dressed. I pulled the band from my hair and put my hair back into a tighter ponytail.

I glanced at the mirror in at the vanity table and smiled. My lips and cheeks were smeared with moisture from sucking and cocks pulled from my mouth. So far, none had cum in my mouth. I stopped in the bathroom to wipe my face, tossed it onto the bed, and followed the last of the four out into the other room. I could feel the four loads of cum oozing from my pussy, making my lips and inner thighs slick.

I walked confidently into the room. The four I had just fucked stopped to have a beer. What I noticed was the room was crowded with men standing in groups or alone. I walked to Mr. Woodburn for a drink of water and he said one of the men told him he had heard about this from someone else. Apparently, the word was spreading through the convention. He no longer had any idea how many men might decide to show up. He reinforced that he would stop it at any time I chose. I kissed him on the cheek.

"We're a long way from that, Sir." He laughed.

I walked back through the crowd with my bottle of water. I touched the faces of a couple men who immediately followed. I had no idea who came to the room when or in what order, but this wasn't a delicatessen where you take a number. As the saying goes, if you snooze, you lose.

These men were straightforward about what they wanted. They stripped down upon entering the bedroom. I was on my back with my legs open and that seemed to be okay with the first man who crawled up onto the bed between my legs. He nibbled on my nipples for a bit, but then slid his already hard cock smoothly into next to me. On autopilot, I raised my hips, found his hard cock, and inserted it into my pussy. Another cock was brought to my mouth as I began fucking up and down. Finger probed my body, but this time I could tell they were intent on cumming. The man underneath me grabbed my hips and assisted my motion. In moments, he was straining, his hips rising into me as his face strained, his eyes closed tight. His cum shot into me warm and juicy and the feeling gave me another orgasm even if less intense.

Another man was lying next to him. I moved off one, his wet cock slapping on his abdomen and I moved to the next one. Inserting him, another man offered his cock to my lips. The cycle continued as each of the four moved from my mouth to alongside the one I was fucking as climax and orgasm became evident. When the four men had all climaxed, I sprawled on the bed as the last of them got dressed. I pulled the band from my hair and put my hair back into a tighter ponytail.

I glanced at the mirror in at the vanity table and smiled. My lips and cheeks were smeared with moisture from sucking and cocks pulled from my mouth. So far, none had cum in my mouth. I stopped in the bathroom to wipe my face, tossed it onto the bed, and followed the last of the four out into the other room. I could feel the four loads of cum oozing from my pussy, making my lips and inner thighs slick.

I walked confidently into the room. The four I had just fucked stopped to have a beer. What I noticed was the room was crowded with men standing in groups or alone. I walked to Mr. Woodburn for a drink of water and he said one of the men told him he had heard about this from someone else. Apparently, the word was spreading through the convention. He no longer had any idea how many men might decide to show up. He reinforced that he would stop it at any time I chose. I kissed him on the cheek.

"We're a long way from that, Sir." He laughed.

I walked back through the crowd with my bottle of water. I touched the faces of a couple men who immediately followed. I had no idea who came to the room when or in what order, but this wasn't a delicatessen where you take a number. As the saying goes, if you snooze, you lose.

These men were

straightforward about what they wanted. They stripped down upon entering the bedroom. I was on my back with my legs open and that seemed to be okay with the first man who crawled up onto the bed between my legs. He nibbled on my nipples for a bit, but then slid his already hard cock smoothly into my filled pussy. The other man came to my head with his cock pointed at me. I opened my mouth and he slid it in. I was being fucked now at both ends. The man in my mouth was stroking in and out of my mouth as though he was fucking my pussy. Thankfully, his cock wasn't as big as Mr. Woodburn's.

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