Executive Passion

Tiffany Rousso watches the two men. Her body tells them what she wants before her mouth does. Thomas moves first. He pulls her dress down and her breasts spill free, heavy and pale. Kristof stands close enough for her to feel his heat against her thigh. They work fast. Thomas drops to his knees, spreads her open, and pushes two fingers inside her. She is already wet and slick around him. He pumps slowly at first, then faster, curling his fingers until her hips jerk. Kristof takes her mouth, his tongue sliding deep while Thomas keeps working her from below. She drops between them, takes both cocks in her hands, and brings them to her lips. She sucks one, strokes the other, then switches. Saliva runs down her chin onto her breasts. The men groan. They pull her upright again. Thomas bends her over the desk. He slides into her pussy in one smooth stroke, then pulls out and presses against her ass. She pushes back and takes him there too. Kristof steps in front, feeds his cock into her mouth, and holds her hair while Thomas fucks her ass with steady, deep thrusts. They switch positions. Kristof lies back on the leather couch. Tiffany climbs on top and sinks down on his cock, letting it stretch her ass. Thomas moves behind her, eases into her pussy, and the two men find a rhythm that fills her completely. She rocks between them, every thrust pushing the air from her lungs. Sweat slides down her spine. Her breasts bounce with each movement. Thomas reaches around and rubs her clit while he drives into her. Kristof holds her hips and meets every downward push. She comes hard, clenching around both cocks, her cry muffled against Kristof’s shoulder. They do not stop. They keep fucking her until her second climax rolls through her, stronger than the first, leaving her trembling between them.