Ellyn unlocked her office door and entered fuckspy the fuckspy semi dark room, flipped on the light, and plopped down exhausted into her chair fuckspy, and was about to close her eyes for a little fuckspy cat nap when from the far corner of her office fuckspy a sultry fuckspy feminine voice fuckspy offered, "Congratulations on a job well done, Mz. Perkins fuckspy, I'm here fuckspy to help you celebrate!" "I fuckspy'm fuckspy really too tired for much celebrating," Ellyn replied quickly , "and by the way, how did you get into fuckspy my office fuckspy, I fuckspy'm pretty sure fuckspy you don't have a key!?!" "No, I don't," the busty dark haired beauty replied as she popped the cork on fuckspy a bottle of champagne, "but fuckspy Mr. Grogan does, and he fuckspy thought that you could use a little R&R!" "I know," Ellyn replied while holding up her plane tickets fuckspy, "but fuckspy he never mentioned you when I was just in his fuckspy office!" "Of course not," the brunette replied while handing a just filled glass to fuckspy Ellyn, "I'm just a big surprise, now drink up, and relax and leave everything to fuckspy Afton!"
"I love you fuckspy fat ass," Afton whispered fuckspy hoarsely while rubbng her fuckspy hands in access small circles all around each cheek, "so tell fuckspy me, honey, what do you want me fuckspy to do next.?." Ellyn's fuckspy cunt was absolutely fuckspy a furnce, so in a halting fuckspy voice she stammered, "F-fuck me, fuck me fuckspy hard and fast, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh yes fuckspy, fuck me hard." Afton chuckled at fuckspy the urgency fuckspy in Ellyn's
Afton was beginning to lose control of herself as the head of her pecker took over fuckspy the command of her body and mind, so it was almost as if both of them were now only fuckspy along for the ride as their genitals now took full reign fuckspy of the situation. Afton's breasts bounced wildly on her chest while her hips drove her magic wand in and out of Ellyn's helpless pussy with vicious abandon fuckspy, until both of their groins fused in unison as a climax fuckspy of monumental proportions whip sawed through them, leaving them drained and fuckspy spent half on and half off of Ellyn's big desk. Ellyn was the first to fuckspy speak, and in barely a whisper access she offered, "Oh, god, I feel like I've just been fucked by Atilla and all of his huns, oh fuckspy my fuckspy am I sore." "You are one hot lady," Afton whispered into her, "I hope I can see you again sometime fuckspy." "Say," Ellyn asked while bolting upright fuckspy, "what are fuckspy you doing for fuckspy the next six weeks," while holding up her tickets to Mexico.?. Afton fuckspy looked at the tickets for moment before fuckspy a big smile fuckspy spread across her face as she replied, "I guess I'm going to have to fuckspy brush fuckspy up on my Spanish , or should I say my French."
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