The clock on the wall ticked incessantly, marking the endless seconds of that suffocating afternoon. My fingers danced over my phone, exchanging bolder messages with Ricardo, my co-worker.

John, my boyfriend, watched me with a strange twinkle in his eyes. "You're exchanging a lot of messages with the people at work, huh?"

I swallowed it dry, guilty. "It's just bullshit."

He approached, his hot body pressing against mine. "Do they sing to you a lot? Have you... thought about doing something?"

My heart shot. It was now or never.

"I.I asked Ricardo for a video. Of him masturbating," I confessed, trembling.

John raised an eyebrow. "And he sent it?"

I nodded, blushing. "I sent a picture of my boobs in return."

"And what was his dick like?"

"Very suckable!" play, nerves.

John was silent for a moment, finding me. To my surprise, he smiled.

"All right. You can suck. But on one condition: he has to film."

My pussy pulsed violent. "You mean it?"

John nodded, his eyes shining with lust. "I want to see every detail."

The next day, in the empty office, Ricardo was waiting for me in the file room. His cock was already hard, pulsing against his pants. Her eyes ran through my body, lingering in my breasts that rose and fell quickly under the blouse.

"I thought you wouldn't come, Ana," he murmured, his voice hoarse with desire.

I swallowed dry, my hands shaking light. "I. I always keep my promises."

Ricardo approached, his hot body pressing against mine. I felt your hard dick against my thigh. "And your boyfriend? Still want to watch?"

I nodded my head, biting my lip. "He. He wants to see everything."

"So we're gonna put on a show for him, aren't we?" Ricardo smiled, taking my cell phone. "Are you ready to be a good little bitch for the camera?"

Those words made my pussy pulsate. I fell to my knees, hungry. Ricardo's cock pulsed in front of me, thick and inviting.

"Right movie!" i ordered, my voice firmer than I expected.

Richard turned on the camera, pointing at me. "Action!" he whispered.

I licked his cock's head slowly, knowing the salty taste. Ricardo moaned softly, his free hand grabbing my hair.

"That, Ana" he growled. "Show your boyfriend how you suck hot."

I swallowed his whole dick, sent the pulsation down my throat. Tears formed in my eyes, but I did not stop. I wanted to impress Lucas, show him how bad I could be.

Ricardo fucked me hard, his dick coming in and out of my mouth. I moaned and choked, lost in the pleasure and delightful humiliation of being filmed like this.

"I'll cum!" he grunted after several minutes. "Want in the mouth or face, bitch?"

I took my dick out of my mouth for a moment. "In the mouth!" gasped. "I want to swallow it all."

Ricardo moaned loudly, pushing the dick back into my mouth. Hot jets of cum flooded my throat. I swallowed, licking up to one last drop.

When we finished, Ricardo turned off the camera, panting. "Play, Ana. What a fucking blowjob."

Smile, licking lips. "I hope Lucas likes it."

I sent the video shivering, a mixture of shame and excitement consuming me. The answer came in seconds: "Fucking bitch. I'm waiting for you at home. Come now!"

I left the office by the presses, my panties soaked and the taste of Ricardo still in my mouth. I knew the night was far from over