Becoming the King of A New Filthy World

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The sensation of her riding me was intense, and I could feel my body responding to her every movement. It was like she had complete control over me, and I was completely under her spell.

I found myself lost in the pleasure, and I knew that I would do anything to keep this feeling going.

In that moment, I realized that Riley was not just any innocent woman or something.

She was a master at her skills, and I was lucky to be able to fuck her, even if it bcz of this world and my power.

With every thrust, she brought me closer to the edge, and I knew that I was about to experience an explosion of joyful pleasyre unlike anything I had ever felt before.

Riley was the real deal, and I knew that I would never forget this moment for as long as I lived.

As she was pounding on my cock continuously, I couldn't help but be impressed by her professionalism.

She was completely focused on the discussion at hand, and she made sure to be as giving pleasure as much as possible. It was clear that she took her work seriously, and I knew that I was dealing with a true expert, and she was pending on my cock too in professional way.

For her, sex was just a distraction in the background that she had to deal with. But for me, it was the reason I was here.

"I want a luxury home I can staff exclusively with beautiful women in skimpy, slutty outfits, room to fuck indiscriminately, space to accumulate all the live-in lovers I feel like, and most importantly, I want a bigger house than everyone who works at this shithole company," I said, laying out my desires.

As I spoke, I could see a glimmer in her eye, and I knew that she understood what I wanted. She was a professional, after all, and she knew how to deliver exactly what her clients desired. I could feel the anticipation building within me as I waited to see what she would come up with.

As I held my ground, I made it clear to her that I wanted a bigger house than anyone who worked at this "shithole company". I was not afraid to speak my mind and make my desires known.

I could see the shock and surprise in her eyes, but she quickly composed herself and continued with her work, it's like she know what I am saying but can't do anything to it.

As she worked her pleasurable magic on my cock by pounding and squeezing my click inside her pussy, my hands roamed over her body, squeezing and exploring every inch of her.

I could feel the softness of her breasts under my fingers, as I squeezed them aggressively as I held myself in place. It was as if I was trying to take out all my frustrations on her, using her body as an outlet.

Despite my aggressive behavior, she remained calm and focused. It was as if she had seen it was nothing before and knew exactly how to handle me. She understood my disdain for this location and my willingness to do whatever it takes to get what I want.

She was willing to go to any lengths to help me achieve my goals, even if it meant enduring my aggressive behavior. And for that, I was grateful with the pleasure of her wet and tighter pussy.

As I allow my power to take hold, I feel a rush of excitement surge through my body. It's a unique kind of wanton need that I've come to crave, and it's made all the more satisfying by the fact that I can talk my way into getting whatever I want. It's just one of my crazy superpowers, and I know that I can make her yield to it too.

"You make a compelling argument, but the --" she begin to say, but before she can finish my sentence, the ringing of her phone interrupts me.

Finally, she hangs up the phone and turns back to me. "Sorry about that," she says, a hint of apology in her voice.

"No problem, you can pick it up, in the mean time I can just smack your ass and pussy, so it's no problem for me." I said while squeezing her breast.

She reaches into her purse to answer it, and I use the opportunity to take a deep breath and gather my thoughts.

As she talks on the phone, I watch her carefully, trying to read her body language and figure out what she's thinking.

I can tell that she's distracted, as I fuck her, but I'm not deterred, she just doing what she have to do despite my aggressive behavior on her body.

As Riley continues to ride me, lifting me up and growling out a strained "Yeah, Cally?" in response to the phone ringing, I can't help but be impressed by her ability to multitask. Despite the distraction, she's still going at me hard, her movements automatic and careless in the best way possible.

Her ass smacks against my lap with a loud sound each time she takes me down to the hilt, and I feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge. But just as I'm about to lose myself in the pleasure, the phone rings again, interrupting us once more.

"I told him not to phone with the--no, I know that he's on the line, and I--look Cally, this isn't a good time, I'm in a meeting right now, and he's--yes, alright, whatever, put him through," she says, her voice strained with frustration.

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(A/N: Hello guys done reading. If yes, send a power stone, 1 power stone is also enough we just have to increase fan value, so 1 power stone is enough, but if you like the novel I won't mind if you send more stones, and plz don't forget the gifts.)

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