Riley Reid's Forbidden Office Affair: Hardcore Blowjob & Doggy Style

The fluorescent lights of the office hummed, casting a sterile glow on Riley Reid’s flushed face. She'd been fantasizing about this moment for weeks, maybe months. Erik Everhard, her boss, leaned back in his chair, loosened tie askew, a mixture of surprise and desire swirling in his eyes.

It started subtly. A lingering touch, a suggestive comment about her perky, small tits peeking through her blouse. Today, the tension had snapped. Riley, usually so composed, found herself straddling his lap. "I need this," she whispered, her voice husky and raw. Erik's fingers tightened around her waist. He needed this too.

"You know this is wrong, right?" he rasped, his eyes darting to the closed office door. Riley shrugged, unbuttoning his shirt. "Wrong feels so… good." Her fingers danced across his chest, teasing his nipples. She could feel his heart racing. The air thickened with anticipation.

With practiced ease, she unzipped his pants, freeing his hard cock. Her lips closed around him, and he groaned, throwing his head back. Riley's mouth was a furnace, a whirlwind of pleasure and skill. She deepthroated him with abandon, relishing his moans. Erik's hands tangled in her blonde hair, guiding her movements. He gripped her big tits, squeezing and caressing them.

He pulled her up, flipping her around so she was bent over his desk. "Doggy," he breathed, hiking up her skirt. Her pussy was wet and throbbing, begging for release. He plunged into her, hard and deep, and she cried out, the sound muffled by her hand. The office, once a symbol of sterile professionalism, was now a temple of lust. Each thrust was more intense than the last, fueled by the forbidden nature of their affair. The blonde babe and her boss found pure bliss, ignoring every sense of consequence.

When he finally came, he roared, collapsing against her. They stayed like that for a long moment, catching their breath, the weight of their actions slowly sinking in. What have we done? Riley wondered, a mix of guilt and exhilaration coursing through her veins. Jesse Jane, from accounting, probably heard everything.

"This can't happen again," Erik said, his voice strained. Riley smiled, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Oh, I think it can... and it will."