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Hot cum inside of me

I touched the hole, there was pain, discomfort. He put my feet on the rug, got up, walked over to the jug

of water on the table, poured a glass of water around the rims, and gulped it down. He grimaced and

looked at me.

"Oh hell, Valery!" Ibrahim exclaimed. "I asked you not to come inside!" You damn selfish, this is not the

first time you have replaced the boys! "

"Sorry guys, I couldn't resist, I had a very tight slut!" He put the jug on the table and sat wearily in a

chair, trying to catch his breath.

"Baby get up." Ibrahim held out his hand. “It is necessary to walk so that the liquid leaves the body, and

carry more napkins.”

I didn't get up right away, I really wanted to sleep. I was ready to fall asleep right there, naked, but I had

to get up, my head was a little dizzy. The body rocked from side to side.

"Everything is fine?" Ibrahim tried to look me in the eye. "Do you want to rest a bit?"

"Yes, okay, now everything will pass." I muttered under my breath, straightening my ponytail. "No

problem."

"Sure?"

I nodded affirmatively, I felt the current from the hole now flow through my legs. I would like, in this very

second, to be under a warm shower and wash everything. From under my lashes I looked at the naked

Valery, who was writing something with a happy smile to the messenger. I decided that he was

probably writing a message to his wife. It is unlikely that he would brag to her that he became my first

man to rip my virgin anus, although the truth is that I already tried anal sex once, but nothing came of it.

It hurt and I nipped anal practice in the bud. So, in fact, I'm not that kind of virgin, although... he was

right, I'll remember this for a long time.

"I apologize if I seem upset." Valery looked defiantly at his watch. “It's time for the guys to go home, but

we're not satisfied yet. what do we do?"

"I do not know." I was shaking all over. "I'm already tired and I can't satisfy you..."

Ibrahim scratched the back of his neck and slowly removed his pants.

"Let's try to do everything quickly, while one fucks you, you prepare the second with a blowjob." And he

pointed to the stake standing from him.

I smiled hard, took his penis between my hands and opened my mouth.

"Well done! Smart girl! I like you more and more!"

One of the men came up behind me and began to spread my buttocks. At that moment, even more

began to flow through the anus.

"Wait five minutes, I already am!" I started rummaging through my bag, looking for a handkerchief with

which to clean everything. I felt a kind of disgust for myself. Until now, I didn't understand how all this

could happen, that I was fucked in the ass.

My lips were dry, I ran my wet tongue over them. My head was snapping, and I myself glared at

Ibrahim, who started all this. He had to get up and insist that men open my anus!

The idea came to my mind to bite this goat by the penis, so that he could not fuck for a long time. Next

time, he will think before putting his dick in someone's mouth.

How did I let him do this? He convinced me of such trash! And these clowns, they look terrible, I would

never have looked at them as partners in sex, but on the other hand, I have never received such

pleasure. I wanted to stop those thoughts, but it didn't work. It is a pity that it does not have the same

button as on the remote control to change the channel of my thoughts. novelbin

Then everything was like a terrible dream. They hit me in the ass and in the throat at the same time.

Every now and then someone would insert it into the crotch and I would finish. It was crazy. A terrible

blast that I will remember for the rest of my life.

In vain I thought that after the men finished once, it would all end. Many came again and again and

there was no end. Luckily for me, one by one they emerged from the conference room. At some point, I

was left alone with Valery.

“I have to go home to my wife, but I can't... Something inside won't let go of me. I would like to fuck you

one more time." He said apologetically.

I didn't answer anything anymore. I just lay down on the floor and turned my head to the side. Tears

flowed from my eyes, I was tired and exhausted. I was already angry about this desperate situation.

Valery huffed decently on me this time. Maybe this just seemed to me, because he was waiting for me

to come. But it never ended. It was a real hell.

His penis rubbed my suffering gut so hard I felt nothing but pain. It seemed to me that I would never

have anal sex again.

He ended up inside me again, and then he kissed my forehead and began to quickly get dressed. I

didn't see him leave, I just heard the door close.

I got dressed, looked around the conference room, noticed a big wet stain on the carpet, felt

embarrassed, and at first didn't even believe we had that much glass.

I imagine if the boss looked at this from the outside, he would be shocked. I took my bag, I looked at

myself in the reflection of it In the display case, I began to wipe the mascara that flowed from tears. The

dried semen was visible in some places. It's good that it's dark outside and no one will see me.

Ibrahim said goodbye saying that he would be glad to see me. He has a position in his structural unit,

because they don't really have normal women there, just a couple of grandmothers in the accounting

department, and there are a lot more men.

I did not answer him, I would not like to work on two fronts. I have a lot of work to do without Ibrahim.

It was late and I tried to speed up my pace to get out of the damn building faster, but I felt pain in my

anus, which prevented me from moving faster. It was dark outside for a long time, I wrapped myself in a

warmer jacket, hiding from passersby and going over all the events that happened to me today.

And this Ibrahim? He tore me so much that I will remember him forever... Judging by the expression on

his face, he knows that I will come back and ask him to fuck me as hard and as long as possible. Or

maybe he'll go back to an orgy with the participation of his team. The devil pushed me to accept these

conditions.

(The story in my book 'Under the boss's table' contains even more stories about the secretary, the

boss, and his worried team.)