A setting like this: I want an older guy to call me to his office, lock the door, and stand by his desk. Make me pull down my p****** to my knees and lift up my skirt. I want him to trace my slit with his finger and feel how wet I’m getting. Tell me how much he’s been looking forward to feel my p**** all day.

I want him to spread my p**** lips and rub my hard little c***. Tight little circles that make me whimper and beg as I stand there with shaking knees. He will torture me until I can finally take no more, then he’ll slowly push his finger inside me and slide it in and out, my tight and wet channel clinging to his long and thick digit. He’d make me c** just like that, with his finger pumping in and out of my p****.

Then he’ll bend me over his desk and take his c*** out and push it inside me. F*** me fast and hard as the sound of our moans and slapping skin echo inside the room. I want him to grip my hair and pull as he fucks me mercilessly, showing me how much he owns me. I’d feel it with every unrelenting thrust of his hard c***, the bite of pain serving to magnify the pleasure.

I want him to c** inside me. Pull out and see his seed leaking down my thighs. He’d pull up my p****** and fix my skirt and kiss me briefly on the lips, telling me what a good girl I’ve been and that I’ll see him later. Then he’d open the door for me and walk me out. I want it just like that.