Office Affairs [Bacon]

Daryl chuckled deeply and a soft per her request, both speed up and roughened his pace. He had obviously been holding back before, now with each thrust his hips slapped off her ass and forced her body into the desk.

She bit her lip and moaned loudly as she moved  with his thrusts, panting and she whined in pleasure, "Fuck... Yes baby... Harder" She whined loudly.

Daryl grunted in pleasure, using his hands and hips to bend her over further, reaching down and beginning to gently rub her clit as he fucked her from behind.

She gripped his desk and moaned out loudly, pressing back toward him and she arched her back, moving with his thrusts.

Daryl smirked, moving his hands down her back, gripping her hips and bringing her back to meet his rough, quick thrusts.

She gripped his desk and let out a moan as she felt him in her, pushing back and biting her lip, "Fuck... Haven't had any action for a while... But damn that feels good" She panted out.

Daryl watched as she did as he'd asked, immediately moving to stand behind her, wasting no time thrusting all the way into her, gauging her reaction to indictable whether or not he needed to wait.

She stroked him a few more times before she turned as he wanted, looking back toward him and she licked her hips playfully.

Daryl groaned in pleasure, "Turn around" he ordered.

"Always" She cooed and smiled,kissing his jawline while stroking his cock.

Daryl stood back as she turned around, groaning when she started to stroke his cock, "tease" he grunted out.

She bit her lip and gave a soft moan, turning to him and she stroked his cock, giving a sly look.

Daryl smirked at her moan, bringing his hand down on her ass, feeling the lick of pain on his fingers, he reached down, taking his time to remove his pants, freeing his over-sized cock and beginning to slowly rub it between her legs.

(Bumpeh)

She gasped as she felt his hand grip her panties amd she let out a soft moan, feeling the stinging on her ass, "Come on babe, show me what I've been messing out on" She cooed.

He smiled, pleased at her words, "well it looks like I need to change your idea of what a good fucking really is" he smirked and flipped her skirt up, burring his finger into her pants and pulling the lace back to snap back to her. He chuckled and carefully removed the panties, tossing them into his desk draw.

"He barely fucks me period, never does anything fun, just a normal "you're a woman so you're on the bottom act with him" she said and squirmed from his touch, letting out soft needh whimpers.

Daryl ran a hand down her back to her ass, gripping it possessively, "one of these days, I'm going to fuck this perfect ass." He said bending over her, "tell me, has your husband fucked your ass? Or mouth?" He asked, grinding against her while he spoke.

She chuckled softly at his first remark, then she gave his cock a few rough pumps before getting off his lap and she situated herself onto his desk, moving his things to the side so they had more space.

"He'd be jealous" was all daryl grunted, he spun the both of them around, and moved to whisper in her ear, "lay on the desk my little office slut" he smirked and shoved his pants and boxers to the ground waiting for her to do as he'd told.

She let out a soft gasp as she felt her back against the wall and she couldn't hold back her moan as he kissed her chest, "What would my husband say if we caught us Daryl?" She cooed playfully and she tangled one hand in his hair while the other went back to his cock and she softly pulled it free, grasping his cock and massaging the flesh.

Daryl smirked, "you just caught me at a weak moment" he said and spun the chair so her back as against the wall, he pressed his hands to her shirt and carefully undid the buttons, sliding it off her body he kissed her chest, his hands slid behind her and he gripped her ass possessively.

She gave a soft squeak as he lifted her, she pulled away from his cock as a result and her hands ended up on his shoulders, she easily straddled him and she gave a soft giggle, "Someone must be needy, to take a bit of teasing like this" She teased playfully and she leaned forward, pressing her bust against his chest and she softly kissed along his face while grinding against him, sqeezing her thighs off and on.

He bit his lip and pressed his head back, evidently he broke first, he lifted her up as if she weighed nothing and moved her to stradle his lap, he pressed his hands to her back, demanding more.

While he was talking, she would answer when needed and add her input, though she slid her hand along his arm and eventually slid her hand into his shirt, rubbing at his toned stomach and she shuttered when he rubbed her leg and she jolted when she felt his attention to her pussy, she held back and moan and kept her pokerface while she would keep talking when needed, she unzipped his dress pants and slid a hand into his pants softly rubbing his cock through his boxers, easily pretending she wasn't doing anything.