"That's it, baby," Jack screamed, flashing the head of his cock against the back of her throat. "Suck the shit out of my prick! Suck the shit out of it!"
Betty's jaws ached under the assault of her boss' hot shaft, but she couldn't have cared less. Sucking down a load of lack's cum was more important than anything else in the world. Feeling his steaming juices coating her throat and dripping down into her quivering belly was the only thing she could think about as she slaved between his legs.
Betty was obsessed with the need for the man's hot cum. She felt as though her body needed doses of it, like some kind of narcotic. The young woman couldn't remember a time when she didn't crave the spent passions of climaxing studs. And she couldn't remember a more delicious, more satisfying load then Jack Taylor's.
His secretary's special hunger was no secret to Jack. He liked to use it to tease her, drive her crazy with lust. It made the horny bitch fuck that much wilder.
"Slow down a second," Jack said, pulling Betty's mouth off his cock by her hair. "You're too eager, baby. You should play a little hard to get, slut."
Jack laughed as Betty strained his grip on her hair, trying to get back to the sweetness of his swelling dick. He enjoyed watching her lips reach out to kiss the tip of his cock. Her hot breath felt great against the pee-slit at the blunt end of his cock.
"Please, darling, please don't do this to me," Betty begged, surrendering to the strength of his hold. "You know how good it'll feel if you let me work on that cock of yours. I'll give your balls a good licking too, not to mention the sucking your asshole's gonna get," she continued, trying to sound as wanton as she could.
"Tell me about it, tramp," Jack ordered. "Tell me how much you like sucking cock!"
"I'd much rather show you, darling," Betty replied, lunging forward again.
Jack allowed his secretary a good lick and suck of his throbbing cock before pulling her face out of reach of his cock. He intended having a lot more fun with his horny bitch before rewarding her with the hot cum she needed.
"I want to hear about it, baby," Jack insisted, pushing her out from between his legs. "Wiggle out of those pants and use that sexy voice of yours to turn me on."
Betty knew the game her boss was playing, and she hated it. But she also knew that there was no way around doing what Jack wanted. He was a real freak about her voice. When he was in that kind of a mood, there was no other way of satisfying him. But she had to admit that it made his cock really turn on, and always produced a huge load of steaming cum.
"You always do this to me when I really need the taste of your prick, don't you?" Betty asked coyly, slowly climbing to her feet. "I mean I always love a mouthful of your cock juice, but sometimes it just chives me crazy!"
Betty could see Jack's eyes focused on her fat tits. As she stood erect, her hand sought out the hard tips of her breasts. She tolled the sensitive nubs between her fingertips while her boss looked on.
"Let me tell you something, baby," Betty continued, "I'm never happier than when that fat cock of yours is slammed down my throat. Feeling those hairy balls bouncing against my chin when I tighten my lips around the base of your dick makes my pussy twitch, you big-pricked stud!"
"You know how to turn a guy on, whore," Jack said, wrapping his fingers around the exposed shaft poking through the folds of his pants.
"Take it easy with that fucker," Betty said, looking at the way Jack was stroking himself. "I think I would just faint if you let a load go to waste like that. I got a mouth just waiting to gobble the cum out of your prick. You know how I wine when you explode in my mouth, baby."
"Don't you worry about that, bitch," Jack replied.
"Can I trust a stud with a dick as big as yours, darling?" Betty whispered, her voice deep and warm. "I would believe anything you tell me, as long as you used that club on my cunt, mouth and asshole."
Betty's hands dropped down from her tits. She arched her back, thrusting the ripe melons out towards her admiring employer. Her hips began to rotate slowly, in time with imaginary music. The fingers of her right hand found the hidden zipper in the side of her slacks. With a quick flick of her wrist, she popped open the elastic waistband of her pants and unzipped the garment.
"I should have sucked your little playmate's pussy before throwing her the fuck out," Betty laughed. "I'll bet you dumped a lot more than one mouthful of hot cum up there."
"You would have loved the big load I shot up her asshole," Jack announced happily. "That whore has one hell of a talented shit box!"
Once again, Betty was annoyed when she saw how much her boss had enjoyed his fuck session that morning. She was hoping that the job he promised wasn't her own. Betty was even more determined to show Jack how good she still was.
"I bet you haven't forgotten how good my bugger-hole felt the last time you rammed your dick up there," she told him, pushing her slacks down over the swells of her pert ass.
Betty was wearing a sheer pair of black bikini panties, and the length of her deep asscrack was clearly visible through them. She turned to the side, letting her pants fall around her legs. She was showing off the inviting firmness of her ass.
"I'll make a deal with you, baby," Betty said, her slacks falling into a soft puddle around her ankles. "Let me gobble up the first steaming load of cum from your hot prick, and I'll throw you the best ass-fuck you ever had. What do you say, darling?"
Betty turned back towards Jack, stepped out of her pants and kicked them to the side. She stood dressed in sheer pantyhose, bikini panties and high heels. Her sopping cunt had drenched the material covering her crotch, making it almost transparent. From where he was sitting, Jack could count each cunt-hair covering her steaming red twat.
"Let me suck you, baby," Betty began. "Let me feel you come in my mouth, feel your balls pump cum down my throat. I want so much cum it drips over my chin and runs down my tits. But I promise to lick it up from my hot boobs. Your prick-juice is just too precious to waste."
Betty walked slowly back to her boss. She rolled her hips and ass with each step, and could see his eyes following the sway of her fat tits. The words continued to flow from her soft, sensual lips.
"Would you like me to lick your balls Jack?" she asked. "Or maybe suck up your asshole a little? I want to turn you on, stud," Betty told him as she lowered herself down between his legs. "I want a big load to gobble down, baby. I want to till up on that sweet treat."
Betty's fingertips caressed the hairy skin on Jack's inner thighs. She let her hot tits press against his legs as her hands stroked closer and closer to his churning balls. The smell of his horny dick filled her nostrils.
"I hope I'm not being too selfish?" Betty coyly asked, suddenly swooping down and planting a wet, hot kiss on the glowing crown of Jack's dick.
Before Jack could get a grip on her, Betty sat upright, her strong hands yanking his lop apart. She thrust her big tits into the stud's crotch, catching his burning prick like the other tramp had done that morning. She wanted to show him that her swollen boobs were the best around.
"God," Betty groaned, her hands crushing her tits against Jack's cock, "you have the hottest dick I ever felt. I hope you don't burn the shit out of my fat cans, cock stud!"
With that, Betty began humping her entire body against her boss' throbbing shaft. She was able to bend forward and lick his cockhead each time it pushed through the valley between her enormous breasts. And she never stopped talking, never stopped turning him on by spewing filthy words from her warm, sensual lips.
"Your cock feels good! Damn it, I can actually feel your fucking dick getting bigger!" Betty groaned. "Your whole cockshaft must be filling up with boiling cum. Your balls are pumping gallons. I can feel them… churning out cum for me to suck!"