I am your desk slave. I stay under your desk until you are ready to use my throat to forget about your work.2 posts and 2 image replies omitted. Click reply to view.
I am on my knees, stowed away and salivating, waiting to accept my order. My greatest joy, I finally feel it. Your hand slips around my throat and pulls me closer towards your lap. This is my favorite moment. I feel fulfilled to serve my purpose in your life. I am wanted, never needed. You pull me halfway to your lap and I come towards you completely. I do as you wish silently, never needing more direction. I feel a bulge through your slacks and I try carefully to keep my hands from trembling as I undo your leather belt. I slip the button out of the loop as your cock throbs and attempts to escape from your slacks. I draw the zipper down slowly, wanting to bathe in the anticipation. Your boxers are so soft, Sir. If only you never had to work again and I could lay my head in your lap forever.
Your cock springs forth and I am so grateful. I hold it against my cheek for a moment wishing to feel close to you before servicing you. I am hungry for you. I stop swallowing and allow the saliva to pool in my mouth. I part my lips, the lips you tell me are so soft, your lips. I close my eyes and move forward, taking you into my mouth slowly, covering your cock in my spit, so it can go down smoothly. I let you hit the back of my throat. I pull my head back folding my flat tongue to give you just a little bit of suction. A little bit of anything I can do to take your mind off your paperwork.
Haha I clicked on your picture it was graphics cade. :p