Kole Bozovic stared out the floor-to-ceiling windows of his office overlooking the shipping yard, where a few men could be seen down. It was getting late, and soon the yard would be empty with his men arriving right before sunrise. He knocked back the rest of the bourbon in the glass in his hand.

He ran Belotov Shipping, a company started by his father that was known for shipping anything. It was his job to ensure that his clients were satisfied with his company’s service. When not running his successful corporation, he also carried the responsibility of running the Belotov gang, a position that he inherited when his father stepped down.

He blew out a deep breath and felt pride fill his chest as he gazed out at his empire. Whatever he wanted, he received, and tonight, he desired to have a woman on her knees in front of him. A swift knock at the door alerted him of his guest’s arrival. He placed his glass down on the cabinet next to him.

“Come in,” he called out over his shoulder. He cleared his throat as he turned around and watched as a female entered. He’d put a call in to Madame Viviana to send over one of his regular girls.

Viviana was the local Madame that had a stable of expensive, exotic women. He didn’t use the stable too often, but on days he just wanted a quick fuck, he’d call Viviana and she would send one of her high-priced girls to wherever he was located.

He watched as the blonde entered, her long legs carrying her across his office. He held up his hand, causing her to pause. For the life of him, he couldn’t remember her name. Not that he tried. It was Candy, Sandy, or something to that nature. All he knew was that she had a nice, plump ass, and she knew how to suck a man off right.

“Good evening.” Her voice was low and husky as she slowly untied her trench coat, revealing her sexy, matching lace bra and panties.

Her body was perfection. Viviana employed only the best. The whore’s body wasn’t too skinny. Kole liked his women with a little meat on their bones. His eyes took in her large, voluptuous breasts that strained against the lace bra, then moved down to her toned abdomen before going to the barely there panties. His cock stirred as she stood for his inspection. She would certainly do tonight. He shook off his suit jacket and tossed it onto his chair as he moved toward her.

“On your knees,” he commanded, anxious to feel her lips on him. His cock pushed against his pants with the memory of the last time she sucked his cock. She hastily did as she was she told and tossed her jacket over the couch in the corner. He stopped in front of her, and his eyes locked on her tongue as it licked her ruby red lips. His cock grew harder, knowing his cock would be in her mouth shortly.

He flicked the button to his pants, and she wasted no time in reaching up and pulling the zipper down. She hooked her fingers beneath the waist of his pants and dragged them down, along with his boxer briefs, freeing his aching cock. She gasped as his member sprang free, ready for the heat of her mouth.

She’d come to service him plenty of times before and she knew the rules. He had three when it came to women.

No talking.

No kissing.

Just fucking.

He held in a groan as her crimson lips surrounded his cock. He watched as it disappeared into her hot, greedy mouth, swallowing him. He hissed as he felt the head of his cock hit the back of her throat. He needed to release some tension, and her mouth was just the place to do it.

She pulled back on his dick, leaving her tongue to gently caress the mushroom head. She licked every facet of his cock, tasting him before she slid the head back into her mouth. He threaded his fingers in her long blonde locks, holding her head still so he could thrust into her waiting mouth. He felt her small hand encircle him at the base, moving in tandem with his strokes, and tightening it around him as she focused on her duty.

Her hot, wet mouth was just what he needed. The rhythm of her head quickened as she continued to bob her head, taking him deeper yet. He groaned as he felt the tension build up in his balls. As if knowing what he was thinking, her free hand reached up and cupped his sac, gently squeezing and massaging him.

“Fuck,” he gasped, his fingers gripping her hair as he pounded in as far as he could go. The fucking whore didn’t offer any complaints, allowing him to fuck her mouth like a professional would.

He looked down to find tears streaming from her closed eyes. They weren’t tears of pain, but tears of pleasure. Her muffled moans around his cock made him swell even more. The tingling sensation in his balls told him he was close, and he didn’t have to ask. She would take his cum like the good little whore she was. His seed spewed into her waiting mouth. She swallowed his release and opened her eyes, taking her time in licking his cock clean.

“Strip,” he demanded, motioning for her to move to his desk. She quickly stood and discarded her panties and bra, and stood in front of his desk. He slowly kicked off his shoes and his pants from around his ankles. He removed his shirt as he walked over to his desk, reaching in to pull a condom from the top drawer. He walked around to her as she waited for his next instructions. “Turn around.”

She did as he requested, placing her hands onto his desk before spreading her legs. He opened the foil packet and sheathed his thick cock. His stamina was something to brag about. Any woman who fucked him would need to be able to hold on for the ride.

He walked behind her and stared at her plump ass. He reached down in between her legs, finding her cunt to be drenched in her own juices. His fingers swirled around through her slickness and she moaned. Thrusting his fingers inside of her wet channel, he then slid them to her anus. Pushing her head down onto the desk brought her ass up higher for him. Tonight, this ass would be his. He was paying for this encounter and would have what he wanted, and right now, her plump ass needed his cock. She wiggled her ass, knowing he was preparing to take her there.

Kole spread her ass cheeks wide and lined the head of his cock up with her anus. The pink rim of her asshole glistened from her juices. His cock jumped at the sight of her sweet ass. The head of his cock slowly disappeared as he pushed into her tight channel, feeding her his length. Though the fit was tight, her ass greedily took him in. He reached around her and grabbed her plump mounds in his hands as he thrust deep.

She screamed as he seated himself deep in her ass. His breath caught in his throat as he paused, allowing her to get used to the size of his cock. He pinched her nipples, eliciting a deep moan from her. He pulled back and thrust again. Her body began to relax as it stretched around his girth.

“Shit,” he growled as he thrust again, unable to control himself.

There was nothing like fucking a whore in the ass. He pulled her leg up to rest onto the desk so he could open her wider, allowing him to reach her at a different angle so he could push farther into her forbidden entrance. The sounds of his balls slapping against her ass filled the air as he took possession of her. He grabbed her hair as he continued to ride her hard.

“Oh God, yes!” she moaned as his fingers tightened on her blonde locks.

“No talking,” he grunted, increasing his rhythm. His heart rate sped up as his cock punished her. Leaning down over her back, his fingers found her slick nub. He knew it would be wet with her moisture and sensitive to the touch. He began to strum it as he pumped into her ass.

Her muffled moans were the responses to her punishment. He was a generous lover. He may not know her name, but he would ensure that she got off at least once tonight. Squeezing her clit hard, she screamed as her orgasm hit. Her body drew tight, causing her ass to clench down around his dick. The pressure forced his seed to shoot out of his cock, filling the protective sheath.

Her body fell limp on his desk as he slowly pulled out of her. His cock hung low, satisfied for now. His breaths were coming quick and hard as he stood there. He glanced down at his watch and let loose a curse. He had to go.

“Clean yourself up and see your way out. The security guard who let you in will have your payment,” he said as he walked over and picked his clothes up from the floor.

“Thank you, sir,” she murmured, raising her head from the desk. He headed toward his private bathroom for a quick shower and knew that when he came out, she would be gone.