He smiled as he saw me awkwardly stand in the room, “hello there, Miss? Indian sex I could see the guy, the same suited guy from the train sat across the table ready to interview me. My mind races with so many thoughts, I was getting more and more turned on. Sir’s breathing was getting heavier and his cock was solid, I felt the pulse of his huge creamy load filling my ass without warning. Spanking me as he left. Making eye contact with a suited guy on the train. Sorry I never caught your name?” I awkwardly giggled, like a naughty schoolgirl. I replied “yes Sir,” and got ready to leave the room. Without warning he pulled out, told me to stay down. I read further…”it would be appreciated if your bra was visible through your blouse. Stockings only”. I still had the cum on my face, my eye makeup had smudged. I slowly felt for his zipper and pulled it down. Without a thought for anyone
