Ms Melone's New Job Requirements

Two years on the job and Ms Melone has rewritten the contract. Her male staff stands in her office while she lays out the new rule: every man fucks her, and they fuck her together. Her blouse comes off first, buttons skittering across the desk. Heavy tits spill free, nipples already tight. One cock finds her mouth, another slips between her breasts, and she works them both with slow, practiced hunger. When she turns and bends, the first man slides into her pussy, the second presses against her ass. She takes them in the same breath, breath catching as her body stretches to the double fill. Hands grip her hips, fingers sink into soft flesh, and every thrust rocks her forward onto the cock in her mouth. Sweat beads between her tits, runs down her spine, but she never stops moving, never stops pulling them deeper. The men keep their rhythm tight, one pulling out as the other drives in, until she’s gasping between them, body caught in the push and pull. She comes first, a low, throaty sound, and the men follow, spilling inside her in thick, hot pulses.