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Rate Content:  vs  1Document Name: Wendy Goes To Uncle Ned's Saloon Chapter Two Document Description: “Wendy Goes To Uncle Ned’s Saloon” Chapter Two “The Surprise Offer Of A Mid-Week Bonus” Ch 2 Then, as she had turned back around to face him, she had been reaching around behind herself, back behind that, fine, tight fucking ass of hers, and Greg had almost fainted dead away when she had just stood there looking back across the room at him saying, “I’m not too busy right now Greg”, while flipping the dead bolt on her office door, and locking the door behind herself as she spoke. Then, grinning at him mischievously from across the room, she began twisting her hips, seductively, as she strolled slowly back across the room towards him until she was standing right in front of him… stopping with her, more than ample, breasts not two inches away from his chest, then added “but if you’re up for it I can give you a world class blow-job…” arching her eyebrows seductively, “right now.” Then, without waiting for any sort of reply from him, she had just boldly reached out, grabbing his cock through his jeans with her left hand, and muttering “ooh…!” as she did, “nice tool Greg.” Then she had began giving it a series of nice gentle squeezes with her finger tips, slowly working her fingers from the tip of his cock, all of the way down along its entire length to the base of his now, fully rigid, and throbbing sex organ, all the while staring seductively into his eyes as she added, “just to lighten your load a bit.” Needless to say Greg had been flabbergasted by this sudden turn of events and hadn’t even been able to utter a sound, although he had gotten just a little weak kneed, and had squeaked, “gaaad” in a rather high pitched voice when she had un-snapped his jeans. Then he had almost fainted dead away when she had un-zipped the fly of his jeans, and he had felt his knees beginning to buckle, ever so slightly, as she began squatting down in front of him, quickly tugging his jeans down almost to his knees, as she had. “ooh yeah…!” she exclaimed, “yes indeed…” in a rather subdued voice once Greg’s now completely rigid, hunk of man-meat had cleared the restraint of its denim prison, and had came springing up a mere inch in front of her face, and was standing there, twitching, in all of its regal majesty, “that’s a very nice tool indeed Greg…”. She hadn’t been any too fucking shy, and had quickly grabbed the shaft of Greg’s wildly twitching cock in her left hand saying, “maybe this will hold you until Friday Greg” while grabbing his nut sac with her right hand as she had slowly sank to her knees on the carpet in front of him. “You can think of this as a little added bonus” she said adding, “um… shall we say” glancing up at him with a, hot, lustful smile playing on her lips as she added, “just to show my appreciation for all of the extra hard work that you’ve been doing for me for the last two weeks” gently brushing the visibly throbbing head of Greg’s now rock hard, ten and three-quarter inch cock shaft with her plump, wet, lips ever so sensually, while giving him a sultry grin as she did. Shit… Greg was about to pass out from the shear excitement of what was about to happen to him right then and was having a hard time wrapping his mind around the fact that this voluptuous creature was actually about to suck his cock. Her name is Natasha Thankless, an odd last name to say the least but everyone around the shop always thought that the name had fit her pretty well because she had always seemed like a no nonsense sort of boss... but right now, and under these circumstances, Greg just couldn’t help but thinking that her name was all wrong. Greg had been having a super bad case of the hots for a piece of that fine ass of hers every since the first day that he had seen her in the warehouse when she had arrived from Kentucky. Natasha had came in from the home office in Kentucky and taken over for Mr. Williams, who was an uncle of hers from her mothers side of the family, when he had retired almost six months ago. Now Greg finds himself thinking, “Good God Almighty!” “She’s actually gonna give me a fricking blowjob…!” To Be Continued… Author: Wendy Tighttush - Contact Author Publisher: Wendy Tighttush Licensee Name: Wendy Tighttush Reference URL: http://pussypatter.mindsay.com/?entry=465 Copyright: All Rights Reserved Registration Date: 7/5/2009 11:29:31 PM UTC Views: 960 |
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