Leaning down, Carl took her big nipple into his lips and sucked on it. His tongue swept across the tip and coiled around the swollen nugget, causing Cathy to purr like a cat. He switched over and sucked the other nipple and then straightened up, smiling.

Cathy dropped her pad and pencil and opened his pants. She wrapped her hand around his rampant prick.

"Ooooh," she sighed, as the huge slab of cock meat expanded mightily in her hand.

Carl smiled happily and thrust his hips toward her.

She skimmed her hand up and down on his prick a few times, causing the cock knob to flare even more. She could feel the thick vein pulsing against her palm and the crimson prick knob seemed ready to glow.

Cathy's lush thighs opened slightly, parting involuntarily.

Looking down, Carl could see the top of her cunt slit, a moist pink gash that spilt her golden bush. Her clit stood out rigidly, beginning to tingle.

"Want me to undress you, boss?" Cathy asked.

"No, that won't be necessary – there won't be time to undress me," Carl said quickly.

Cathy could see and feel that that was true. The head of his cock expanded mightily in her fist. The cleft was parted and already a glistening drop of pre-cum had oozed out from the cum slit and was trickling down the cock shaft.

Taking her by the shoulders, he guided her backwards until her ass bumped against the big executive desk and slid onto the surface, her pert ass braced on the edge.

Cathy placed her hands on the desk behind her and arched her back; her belly thrust out and her smooth thighs parted. Her cunt was flooded and unfurled, the pussy lips peeled back, revealing the creamy fuck slot, flecked with cunt juice.

Carl advanced on her, his prick standing out before him as he guided his cock head until it was on a line for her pussy.