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Spoilers another orgasm was building.
“I’m close,” Jason whispered, his eyes still waiting for my answer.
Time was running out to say no. I couldn’t think rationally, his girth rubbing me in all the right places, our hips rocking in sync towards the same goal. All I could think about was how I wanted him to fill me, to take his seed into my womb and grow his baby. A life-altering decision made in a single moment.
I closed my eyes and nodded. He gripped me tightly then, his movements becoming erratic as he chased his orgasm. I moaned, his cock head rubbing all the right places inside me. After a moment, he went still, holding me tight, and I felt a gush of warmth flood into my core. I was shaking and whispering his name over and over again as an orgasm crashed over me, knowing his seed was flooding my womb, ataşehir escort and that there was no going back now.
Breathing heavily, Jason leaned back, panting, and closed his eyes. I flexed my core, feeling his soft length inside me twitch.
“Sarah…”
“Hmm?” I asked, eyes still closed and letting the last few tremors of pleasure roll through me.
He laughed softly, “Did we… Did that really just happen?”
“We did.” I chuckled, letting the tension dissipate. “You just blew your load inside me in a conference room at work at 8 in the morning.”
He laughed again and sighed. I felt his cock getting hard inside me and I raised my eyebrows at him.
“Oh, you can’t blame me, I have a beautiful women sitting on me with her tits hanging out!” He replied.
I ataşehir escort bayan laughed, the end of it turned into a moan, “Yeah… Do we really have something to do for this project or were you just fucking with me to get me in a room alone?”
Jason started rocking his hips again, his cock fully hard again. “Nah, we do have work to do. I thought this was going to be an awkward two hours of working, with me trying to hide my erection and you being oblivious…”
“I’m not that obtuse!” I snapped, letting my hips match his rocking rhythm.
“Remember last Monday? I had a boner the entire meeting. Why did you have to sit in front of me with that low-cut shirt?” He asked.
I blushed and laughed, “Oh, I thought you were constipated.”
Jason started laughing uncontrollably, escort ataşehir grabbing my waist to keep me steady on his lap. I smiled devilishly and started rocking my hips faster. His laughter died down, his eyes devouring the sight of me as we both started to focus on the sensation.
He put his hands on my hips and guided my movements as he rocked his hips underneath me. I leaned back, bracing myself against the table, and letting my breasts bounce obscenely in front of me. We grinded into each other like that for another few minutes until Jason’s movements started becoming erratic again, his eyes focused on my bouncing breasts.
“Breed me, Jason. Show that fucker Eric that I’m yours.” I laughed.
Jason moaned and held me tightly, flooding my core with his seed again. I shivered, too spent to give in to another orgasm but enjoying it all the same. I felt him go soft inside me, but I stayed sitting, knowing the impending mess if I stood up now.
Jason kissed me and sighed, “What a morning.”
I laughed and began to put my breasts back in my bra. “Hand me my purse, I have some wipes for this mess.”