Red lips, stilettos, and deep-throat pleasure

Red lips, stilettos, and deep-throat pleasure

The Kingdom’s smoking-hot Raven is one of the few women who knows about my fetish for those red stilettos favored by starlets and temptresses alike. So when the pics arrived showing her wearing only the highest, sexiest pair of red-soled stilettos I have ever seen, I knew this encounter would be a particularly special treat. Making things even more interesting was the fact that we were talking only a half hour before one of the biggest business meetings of the year, which means that I was in the best Italian suit I own and had an unusual case of pre-deal nerves.

Sitting playfully on the corner of my desk, Raven was a vision. Her gorgeous legs were on full display, framed perfectly by a black A-line skirt that hugged her hips while allowing for just the right amount of silky thigh to show. Her blouse was silk, and a rich purple that made her red lips and sparkling eyes radiate with a raw sexiness. Her eyes flickered with an intensity that made my cock tingle and throb with urgency. She smiled, and then, very slowly, lifted her foot so that the tip of her stiletto heel pressed gently against the tip of my cock, which was clearly bulging against the fine wool of my suit pants. I gasped, almost too loudly given that my office door was still unlocked.

The torture that followed was exquisite. Raven moving her foot slowly, guiding the tip of her stilettos along the full length of my thick shaft and throbbing cock head. Up and down she traveled, for what seemed like hours, and with each pass my cock reacted, growing harder, and thicker, and fuller. A small jewel of pre-cum formed, and as if on cue she increased the pressure on my shaft. Red-soled stilettos and fine Italian wool combined with the vision of this Kingdom goddess perched seductively mere inches from me was overwhelming. Up and down she worked, her eyes locked on mine, her black hair flashing in the sunlight that streamed through the office window.

Glancing at her watch, Raven paused. Her heel still pressed against my throbbing cock. “Almost time for your meeting,” she said, sliding off the edge of the desk as she spoke. “Time to get you ready for work, honey.” My cock did not take much coaxing to leap to her lips as she unzipped me quickly. I have experienced a Fallon-special blow job before, but this one can only be described as spectacular. She took all of my sizable cock in her lips, and without hesitation deep-throated my entire length. At that moment, she was the sexiest, sluttiest secretary I could ever imagine, and the sight of those red stilettos stretched out behind her as she bobbed up and down on my shaft was too much. Grabbing her hair, I thrust twice, rough and deep, fucking her sweet lips as she dug her nails into my hips. I exploded with a sweet feast of cum that I worried would choke even this slutty sex toy.

I had nothing to worry about. Raven devoured the cum feast as happily as she had devoured my thick cock. With barely minutes to spare, and not a drop missed, she got to her feet, zipped me up slowly (the sexy tease to the end!), straightened her skirt, and walked slowly out the office door. I grabbed my files and headed out behind her, razor-focused, relaxed, and ready to close the second best deal of my day.

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