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Hot, Wet Redhead

... heart and my hard on, I continued to pepper her with little kisses on her neck, shoulders and back. I nibbled at the little emerald studs in her ears. When this aspiring businesswoman had begun her internship as my personal bumistant, I knew that she embodied my fantasy woman. Yet, I was genuinely impressed with her business acumen and instincts as I mentored her for the past year and a half. Hadn't this jaw-dropping beauty just regaled me with tales of her 18th birthday party? Now I held her naked form in my arms. I was yanked back to reality as her hand snaked between us and grabbed my cock. "I'm glad you joined me," she cooed as she spun to face me without losing hold of turgid member. I still had not found my voice, but I tilted my head forward and found her soft, full lips with mine. Our tongues snaked out between parted lips, sending a delightful tingle throughout my body. Her bright red bush brushed lightly across my scrotum and our warm, wet bodies slid smoothly against each other. I had adored every inch of her well-toned 5' 2" body from a distance; especially on days she came over straight from school. She would traipse about my office in her soccer shorts or pleated plaid uniform skirt, both of which accent her firm bum and legs. Her cheer uniform, now in a heap on the floor of the next room, had a much shorter pleated skirt and a sliver of her firm belly peeked out. How many times had I moved to the overstuffed chair in my office area having "forgotten" ...

... something in my top desk drawer? My eager bumistant never seemed to walk around and open the desk drawer. Invariably, she would stand with her back to me and lean over my desk to retrieve the item. The camera in my mind had snapped the image many times of this young beauty on tiptoes, bent over and stretching across my desktop. Now, like a blind sculptor my hands explored all the locations I had long pictured. My hands lingered on her fabulous arse, lifting her to me as our pbumionate kiss continued. All the stadium stairs runs had certainly helped her on the soccer pitch, but I was enjoying the benefits of them now. Whilst I was not in the peak physical condition that Eve maintained, I was determined to make up for it with sheer effort and attentiveness. I slid my hand around and ran my fingers over her labia. She moaned into my mouth and tried to pull my head closer. I flicked her clit and her moans crescendoed as two fingers slipped into her tight, warm pussy and my thumb rubbed in circles firmly against her clit. I broke our kiss and leaned forward to suck one of her glorious nipples. My other hand continued to knead her firm bum. Her hips pushed against my thrusting fingers. The perfume of her ardor filled my nose as her inevitable orgasm began. She writhed in my grasp and gasped for air. Her entire body quivered and I gradually slowed the steady manipulation of her clit, the probing of my fingers. I had continued to lightly flick her nipples and transitioned to gently sucking, ...