Cleaner slut

at one point he leaned round grabbing my big tits. omg I’m going 2 cum he shouted. yes cum inside me I pleaded. then felt him tighten up and felt my pussy getting filled with his lovely cum. we fell flat on ground, but he was still inside me. their was a smell off sexual satisfaction, a taste and sweat off our hot bodies. as he still thrust in my pussy. then pulling out with my juices and his sperm squeezing out off my well fucked pussy. he kissed me and caressed my. Sore tits. omg I felt used and wanted more. I told him anytime he wanted it, I give him my body. we cleaned up and got dressed. and I struggled 2 get back 2 work. about hour went bye when he said near home time. but time for a quick fuck. I looked at him stunned, I barely recovered from last fuck.

well he said. where you want me I replied. naked over my desk he said. I started stripping off, top trousers, bra and pants ( which had caught some sperm stains from earlier. ). he began sucking my tits which felt sore . and then he entered my pussy, thrusting hard and deep. ,to he again shot his load inside me. I dressed and went home shattered. my husband said you look worn out. yes really tired need bath then bed. the next day I went to my other job cleaning shop. it was owned by Mr Singh. a nice Indian guy in his 50s. I had seen mr Singh spying on me as I cleaned, especially my tits and my bum. it didn’t annoy me, after Pete had fucked me the night before.