Adult Articles: 40 INCH PLUS going to like it. We're going to go into your office, and I'm going to taste your sweet cunt. I'm going to bend you over the desk and fuck you until you scream. I'm going to make you come so many times you'll beg me to stop."
He bit my ear, and his words, oh his words, made it very hard for me to resist him. I hadn't had sex in months, and sometimes at night I fantasized about the things he was saying while I masturbated. I wanted so badly to agree, but still I told him, "No."
"Open the door. Just open the door, and I'll take care of the rest. You can tell me no if it makes you feel better. All you have to do is open the door."
I realized then that he was giving me a way to blame him later, a way of accepting without having to tell him that I wanted him. I hesitated. He didn't look like Santa Claus anymore. He looked like a man who needed and wanted a good fuck. And I felt like a woman who wanted exactly the same thing. I turned around, my hands shaking, and opened my office door.
