After one particularly deep thrust, Grace tried to wiggle her way out, causing his c.o.c.k to momentarily slip out of her. She stood up and turned around, laying with her back against the desk and spreading her legs.

"I just wanted to look at you while you f.u.c.k me, boss," she winked, as her fingers made short work of her blouse. Underneath, an incredibly s.e.xy light pink bra came into view, which she then pulled underneath her t.i.ts, exposing her nipples to his gaze.

Stephen eased himself back into her, and quickly recovered the breakneck pace they had set only moments earlier. This was a much better vantage point though, as he got to switch his attention from her rapidly bouncing b.r.e.a.s.t.s and then back to her bright blue eyes.

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"I'm so close," he managed, breathing heavily throughout their strenuous coupling.

Grace a.s.sumed a look of playful panic, "You're going to pull out right? You promised you'd pull out?"

Stephen didn't answer, as he was heading over the brink of o.r.g.a.s.m. He could already feel it, rocketing up his shaft.

"Oh no, I know that look. You're going to c.u.m inside me, aren't you? Please, Mr. Willow, I can't get pregnant," Grace begged, while pressing herself tighter against his body, her words in clear contrast to her actions.

"I'm c.u.mming," Stephen moaned, pressing himself all the way in. Grace pushed back just as hard, making sure that the first spurt of his essence splashed deep into her womb.

"Oh no!" Grace pouted, looking down at them. "You weren't supposed to c.u.m in me!"

Stephen gave several short, hard strokes, before using his hand to make sure every drop was out. Slowly, he pulled out, and with it, a huge glob of c.u.m sank down her l.a.b.i.a, splattering the desk underneath.

"Oh my G.o.d, how much did you c.u.m? Mr. Willow, how could you? I'm going to get pregnant for sure! It's my fertile time of month!" Grace used her fingers to spread his c.u.m all over. In clear contrast to her words, she used a finger to scoop up any escaping s.e.m.e.n and rub it back into herself.

"Oops," Stephen smiled.

"Oh, you naughty, naughty, boss," Grace grinned. "Guess you'll have to hire me now that you've impregnated me."

"Guess so," Stephen shrugged, while grinning in return.

Within a matter of a view blinks of the eye, Grace's fantasy office began to disappear, and Stephen found himself returned to his room. Instead of having the chair right behind him, and the ornate desk in front, he found himself standing next to his bed, naked from the waist down, with a still panting Grace nude underneath of him.