Obeying his command she took him in her mouth, tasting the damp salty tip of his cock, running her tongue deftly along the underside, sliding her top lip from head to shaft and back again. He pulled her towards him, fingers buried in her hair, a lock of which brushed against his balls, making him shudder and nearly come.
He showed his first moment of weakness, expressing it in a tiny gasp and in his fingers tightening, pulling her closer until his entire member was in her mouth, and she sucked as if her life depended on it.
“Stop” he commanded harshly, pulling her to her feet and thrusting her against the wall. “I want to take you and fuck you now”.
“Okay”, she whispered, shocked at her own obedience. She wanted to rebel, but the idea of him inside her left her speechless. Before she could recover she was up against the wall, then lifted in the air. She felt her self impaled on him as he crushed her against the wall, driving up and into her. She felt the pressure mounting, building within her, could taste the salty sweat on his neck.
Just as she was about to come, however, as her breath quickened and her eyes closed in sacrifice, her pulled out. Grinning down at her, her straightened her knickers, brushed down her hair.
Without saying another word she push her out of the door, leaving her dizzy and shocked in the bright sunlight.
Sighing and shaking out her mane of wavy hair, she began the walk to work.

