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Remember your horny coworkers
Remember your horny coworkers I worked at a hotel bar, wearing a silly bow-tie and boring slacks. What made the job tolerable were my co-workers. A good bunch of young, aimless, horned up goofballs. Kay worked the desk. She was good to talk with. And tonight she was bored, which meant she kept asking for drinks. There weren't any managers there, so that wasn't a problem. We had a few. I ran back and forth from the bar. After a busy period I went back to the kitchen, sweaty and needing a moment. That moment was met w/Kay's gaze and a grin. And some tequila. Shots? Shots. A short while later I closed down and cleaned up. We went out. Dancing? Dancing. It was a blur of drinks and<b> touches. </font></b>Memory is a funny, hazy, mercurial thing. But a do remember taking her from behind. Her big wide hips in front of me as a welcome mat. Her big ass would compress in short wave with every thrust, every grunt, every moan. My legs were out in front and around her body, my body leaning out over hers. My thick cock was as deep as it could possibly go. I still occasionally remember flashes of that night. But the thing I remember the most is the the next day, "I like the way you fuck me." It was fun to work with Kay. Hit me up to be like kay. |
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