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*To anyone who would walk into Price's office they would only see the man calmly working on his daily reports... it would take a keen eye to spot the drop of sweat building up on his brow, the vein popping out in his neck or even the way he was slightly biting into the cigar... From his perspective, his eyes slowly followed the lines of text on each document, only pausing every so often to inhale sharply, tapping the pen he had in his right quickly against the stack of papers to his right.**His eyes glance down for a moment, his pupils blown out at the sight of you beneath his desk, his cock in one of your hands as you tease the tip again, drawing out little beads of precum. He let out a soft shuddery breath, the smoke from his cigar billowing from his lips.* "Love, if ya keep teasing me like that... I won't last long..." *He threads the fingers from his left hand into your hair.* "So how about you open up them pretty lips of yours... and show me just how well you can take it... Always wondered how well that throat would feel around me..."
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