Angelica might have been at the station longer than just about anyone, but sports just wasn't her thing. Her current assignment was to replace the jock who quit because he hated interviewing jocks better than he was. She hated sports as a rule. But this...yeah. She could get used to this.
"I might be horny as a motherfucker, but if you don't let me go, you'll be sitting on the sidelines while I get my kicks with your teammates because I will un-man you, Vic. Got it?"
Vic chuckled, but let her go, backing away from her as Angelica turned around. Hands in the air in a surrendering gesture, Vic continued to move away from her, that maddening grin still firmly in place. His cock still tented the towel wrapped around his waist. Angelica knew there was no way she was passing this up. She was going to fuck Vic. Right there in the locker room. Job be damned. She wanted this.
With exquisite care, Angelica removed her thong and tossed it to Vic. He caught it easily and brought it to his nose. Closing his eyes, Vic inhaled deeply.
"Ah, yeah," he groaned. "You're one turned-on woman."
"I am." Angelica walked to him, pushing on his chest until he sat on the bench in front of the locker. "Think you're..." She glanced at his cock hidden by the terrycloth towel, "up for the challenge?"
She stood in front of him, between his open thighs. Vic ran his hands up her legs, inching up her short skirt until he found the bare cheeks of her ass. "Oh yeah. I'm definitely up for the challenge."
3
He pulled forward sharply, making her lose her balance and catch at his shoulders just to keep upright. Angelica gasped, but did as he urged when he pulled her legs to him until she straddled his hips. Her skirt was hiked up around her hips leaving her open to him. Normally, Angelica insisted on foreplay, but there was really no need. She'd been wet since the moment she saw him. Truth be told, she'd wanted him from that second. But a girl has to play a little hard to get from time to time. In her experience, that just made the man that much more appreciative of what she offered him.
Expecting Vic to simply push his way inside her weeping cunt, Angelica squealed when he laid her down on the bench and spread her wide. That wicked grin deepened as he lowered his head to her and took a long, slow lick.
She arched into him, raising her hips to meet his questing tongue. A soft cry escaped her throat before she could stifle it. Hell, she didn't want to keep quiet, but had the feeling it might be the best thing at the moment. If anyone else from the team caught her...well. As appealing as it sounded in fantasy, she doubted the real thing would be her style.
"Mmmmm... I knew you'd taste sweet," Vic said between licks. "So good. So hot." Then he latched on to her cunt again and Angelica's eyes crossed.
"Oh, fuck yeah!" Pleasure zinged through her lower body, centering on her clit where Vic provided such wonderful stimulation. The man was seriously talented with his tongue and mouth.
"You like that, huh?"
"I do."
"Do you want to come?"
"Oh yeah!"
His warm chuckle vibrated her clit and drove her higher and higher...
Only for him to pull the fuck back.
"What the fuck?"
"Not until you're dancing on my dick, baby. You do that and I'll make you come so hard you'll beg me to fuck you over and over until we both pass out." Well, when he put it like that.
Angelica sat up, scrambling to climb on top of Vic. He chuckled as he sat up and reached for her. Rough hands slid up her thighs to urge her to straddle him as he pulled a condom out of his locker and sheathed himself.
She was going to do this. She was really going to do this! Then Vic was sliding into her, filling her with a delicious burn she could easily become addicted to. Once she'd settled herself, Angelica began to move. Slowly at first, then with more vigor until she was dancing on his dick. Just like he'd said.
"Yeah, baby. That's it. Fuck me good." Vic's rough voice washed over her like
"I might be horny as a motherfucker, but if you don't let me go, you'll be sitting on the sidelines while I get my kicks with your teammates because I will un-man you, Vic. Got it?"
Vic chuckled, but let her go, backing away from her as Angelica turned around. Hands in the air in a surrendering gesture, Vic continued to move away from her, that maddening grin still firmly in place. His cock still tented the towel wrapped around his waist. Angelica knew there was no way she was passing this up. She was going to fuck Vic. Right there in the locker room. Job be damned. She wanted this.
With exquisite care, Angelica removed her thong and tossed it to Vic. He caught it easily and brought it to his nose. Closing his eyes, Vic inhaled deeply.
"Ah, yeah," he groaned. "You're one turned-on woman."
"I am." Angelica walked to him, pushing on his chest until he sat on the bench in front of the locker. "Think you're..." She glanced at his cock hidden by the terrycloth towel, "up for the challenge?"
She stood in front of him, between his open thighs. Vic ran his hands up her legs, inching up her short skirt until he found the bare cheeks of her ass. "Oh yeah. I'm definitely up for the challenge."
3
He pulled forward sharply, making her lose her balance and catch at his shoulders just to keep upright. Angelica gasped, but did as he urged when he pulled her legs to him until she straddled his hips. Her skirt was hiked up around her hips leaving her open to him. Normally, Angelica insisted on foreplay, but there was really no need. She'd been wet since the moment she saw him. Truth be told, she'd wanted him from that second. But a girl has to play a little hard to get from time to time. In her experience, that just made the man that much more appreciative of what she offered him.
Expecting Vic to simply push his way inside her weeping cunt, Angelica squealed when he laid her down on the bench and spread her wide. That wicked grin deepened as he lowered his head to her and took a long, slow lick.
She arched into him, raising her hips to meet his questing tongue. A soft cry escaped her throat before she could stifle it. Hell, she didn't want to keep quiet, but had the feeling it might be the best thing at the moment. If anyone else from the team caught her...well. As appealing as it sounded in fantasy, she doubted the real thing would be her style.
"Mmmmm... I knew you'd taste sweet," Vic said between licks. "So good. So hot." Then he latched on to her cunt again and Angelica's eyes crossed.
"Oh, fuck yeah!" Pleasure zinged through her lower body, centering on her clit where Vic provided such wonderful stimulation. The man was seriously talented with his tongue and mouth.
"You like that, huh?"
"I do."
"Do you want to come?"
"Oh yeah!"
His warm chuckle vibrated her clit and drove her higher and higher...
Only for him to pull the fuck back.
"What the fuck?"
"Not until you're dancing on my dick, baby. You do that and I'll make you come so hard you'll beg me to fuck you over and over until we both pass out." Well, when he put it like that.
Angelica sat up, scrambling to climb on top of Vic. He chuckled as he sat up and reached for her. Rough hands slid up her thighs to urge her to straddle him as he pulled a condom out of his locker and sheathed himself.
She was going to do this. She was really going to do this! Then Vic was sliding into her, filling her with a delicious burn she could easily become addicted to. Once she'd settled herself, Angelica began to move. Slowly at first, then with more vigor until she was dancing on his dick. Just like he'd said.
"Yeah, baby. That's it. Fuck me good." Vic's rough voice washed over her like
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