Mr. Kenney loves our private time in the office. When my tight skirt comes off and his suspenders go on, he knows it is time to play. My big tits are always ready to pop out of my tight shirts just for him. How do I keep my boss under my dirty little spell? Blackmail of course!
From our first naughty romp in his office, I knew exactly what I was doing. My cell phone camera was ready to go and so was Mr. Kenney's hard cock. I had herd rumors around the water cooler that Mr. Kenney had a thing for his wife's satin panties. Some guys had even said they saw a glimpse of them in the bathroom. My red and black satin panties had his nae written all over them!
I started by sitting on his desk, legs spread, showing my bald pussy. I could him drooling for a taste of my puffy pussy lips. I teased him to no end until he was begging and willing to do ANYTHING for just a little lick, I pulled my panties from behind me and ordered him to put them on. He was hesitant at first, but it wasn't long before his pathetic little cock was hidden behind the silk. I whipped out my phone and quickly snapped a picture. To Mr. Kenney's horror, I now owned him in ways he could only imagine.
As time went on, I stepped up my game. I brought my favorite nine-inch black strap-on and made my little fuck toy suck and fuck me like the whore he always wanted to be. I was him Mistress, the Goddess of his dreams. Until now, he had only fantasized about being a little office slut, but I made those fantasies cum to life. I made his wet dreams cum true.
To this day I laugh at the thought he must have had the first day of our affair. how he must of thought he would have the upper hand on his sexy little secretary. Little did he know who he was fucking with.
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