Claire moaned and gripped the chair as her boyfriend pulled her ass back down on his dick, filling her behind completely.
She couldn’t recall whose idea it was to have anal, but she was pretty sure it was hers. The enema, the lingerie, the stockings, the heels and the lube. She’d bought it all, hadn’t she? It must have been her. Yes, it was her. It had to have been. She remembered now, asking, no, begging her boyfriend to fuck her ass. He’d grinned at first, probably thinking it was a joke, but then she bent over and slammed the lube on his desk and told him to ‘ream away’.
But why? She’d let a couple of guys up there before, but as a present for a birthday, or because they’d bought her a gift. Never had she ever asked a guy to fuck her there.
And now he was cumming. Hard. His dick pulsed, spraying his white hot seed deep into her bowels, making her own pussy convulse with pleasure. She bit the headrest and screamed in delight before he slowly eased out.
Suddenly, another idea popped into her head. She knew what she had to do. Quickly sliding off the chair, she took his slimy dick into her mouth and sucked him clean of his cum, the lube.