I’ll never forget one day at work when my manager, Samuel, lead me into his office after I accidentally spilt a load of drinks over a table at the restaurant.

“Bend over. You deserve to be punished.” He said as I lifted my short skirt. “Now take down your tights.”

At first he began to firmly grab my ass so his fingers were just underneath my wet pussy. Then he gave me a few spanks saying, “What a dumb, pretty little slut you are.”

I moaned. His actions were making me so ready to be taken. “Please- please- fuck me.”

Samuel laughed before kissing my neck, “I am tempted by your needy pussy but I need your throat.”

He pushed me to the ground and unzipped his tight trousers. His cock was very wet with precum and it made my mouth water in delight.

Samuel plunged his way into the back of my throat. I could barely take it at all. He shoved it all the way in and I was a spluttering mess. My eyes were watering, mascara running.

I was hoping he’d decide to finish inside my pussy, because he always said about how warm and tight it is. Nevertheless I prepared myself for his big load to arrive in my throat.

He groaned, thrusting his cock as deep into my throat as he could.

One of the things you probably already know about me is that I can’t deepthroat. So I was an absolute state.

“Come on you slut. Take it all.”

But I couldn’t take it all. His cum was filling my mouth at a rapid rate. Soon his cum was spilling out and getting all over his trousers, my bare breasts which had been ripped out of my blouse, popped out over my bra, and the floor.

“Look what mess you’ve made.” Samuel tuts. “A little homework…learn how to deepthroat for me, will you? I can’t have my work slut not doing her job properly.”