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was
definitely not what she had been expecting. With the mark of experience, the
tall and thin man used one manicured finger to press teasingly on the welcoming
entrance to Jenny’s vagina. His active tongue flicked quickly and delightfully
on her swollen clitoris which twitched and pulsed as
those feelings of sexual joy were drawn from it over and over again.
             “Oh
god,” Jenny sighed, gripping the arm-rest of the chair
with one hand and twisting the other’s fingers into Mark’s neatly combed hair. As
if encouraged by her forceful grip, Mark sucked on Jenny’s clitoris and dipped
his finger tip rhythmically in and out of her open
sex. The handsome man’s head was buried between her legs and Jenny could feel
the start of an orgasm causing tension and flutters in her vagina. She pulled
Mark’s head away from her sex and stared the potential employer in the face.
             “Stop,”
she gasped, “I want… want to fuck you,” she growled through gritted teeth. She
really did want to fuck this man – this stranger whose body was so
inviting, whose tongue was sol talented and who she could see herself working
under for a long time…
      Mark grinned and walked teasingly back over
to his jacket. He had a long, slow drink of water from a bottle on the desk and
came back with a condom sheathed onto his prick. His erect member seemed to be
straining against the thin latex covering in an effort to get inside Jenny.
    He took
hold of her ankles and pushed her legs further apart, hooking her ankles over
the armrests of the leather chair. Mark stared, sighing for a second at the   sight of
Jenny’s wet and ready sex spread open before him. Her folds lay open, ready to
receive. Jenny watched, intently interested as he took his prick in his
manicured and tanned hand before pushing just the very hard, yet soft head of
his erection inside her. Her wet and ready sex took hold of this welcome
intruder with wanton abandon. She loved the thrill of the unexpected, and sex
with a stranger always turned her on. Now, to fuck him senseless so he would
have no choice but to bend to her will.
             Mark
gritted his teeth and Jenny tried to force more of him inside herself, and
instead moved deliberately slowly and frustratingly, applying tiny amounts of
pressure so Jenny’s cunt practically sucked him inside with no rough or awkward
thrusting needed from him. They stopped for a moment, still, amazed at their
own daring, letting gravity take its course until Mark was completely buried
inside Jenny’s wet, pulsating cunt – his pelvis meeting hers with a bump
and grind.
    Jenny
could barely believe that her tiny frame could engulf Mark’s large and
impressive prick, and she felt the glorious fullness she had been craving and
smiled in completeness. She clenched and unclenched her inner muscles, feeling
the completeness of having another man rooted inside her. It was delicious. She
ran a hand over her abdomen, feeling Mark’s cock pushing against her muscles.
She grinned as Mark flinched. Clearly, he could feel her hand through her body,
too.
             “Jesus,”
Mark breathed, pushing a little against Jenny’s cervix. “You’re so deep… This
is fucking amazing. Jesus,” he repeated, as if all his fantasies had come true
at once. Jenny wondered if he had ever imagined fucking an interviewee before,
and moved herself on his prick.
             “Lucky
you,” she gasped, feeling the power of him beginning to thrust and shift inside
her cunt. He ground his hips gently against the woman’s pelvis, giving Jenny’s
passage the chance to tremble and clutch on his erection. His long, thick and perfect
prick rubbed delicately against Jenny’s g-spot and she sighed as she realised this was not faked – Mark was constructing
and building real pleasure within her.
             Mark
moaned slightly as he began to withdraw and fulfil over and over again. “Very few women can handle