Isidore sighed inwardly, his gaze complex as his thumb slowly caressed her cheek. He whispered softly, "Be good." Eloise could not read the gentle serenity in the air, and she persisted in clambering up and wrapping their soft, limp penis around it.
Barely nipping at a bit of skin, she was suddenly lifted by the back of her collar. "What are you doing? I'm not a cat!" Eloise swatted Isidore's hand away, rubbing the reddened spot on her skin. A vein throbbed at the corner of Isidore's forehead. He parted his lips but found no words for this stubborn person.
He gazed intently into her eyes. "I'll be fine." His look was so earnest, it seemed to carry an unspoken tenderness. Eloise froze for a moment, as if deliberately ignoring his words. She grabbed his collar, her face flushed, stammering: "I want to do it! Come and fxxck me!"
She kicked the chair aside, lifted herself onto the conference table, and yanked at Isidore's tie, pulling him closer. "Hurry up! Fxxck me!" she said, before pressing her lips to his. After the kiss, she moved her hips back a bit and spread her legs beneath her skirt.
The underwear was already off, and the red, gaping vagina could be seen when the legs were spread. The juices had soaked the surrounding labia and a ring of pubic hair, and Eloise extended her slender fingers inside and poked around a few times before lifting her leg to step on the table and moaned in a subdued manner, pushing even deeper.
After massaging her breasts for a while, there was still no expected hand on her body, and she could clearly hear the sound of heavy breathing. Eloise opened her eyes slightly, and Isidore's pupils were deep, but he was standing motionless.
She bit her lip, determined not to believe it. While continuing to tease her pussy, she held his cock up with one hand and leaned forward to open her mouth. Honestly, the penis was already half-hard, and after sliding into the moist mouth for two strokes, it is instantly filled with blood.
The sense of accomplishment made her lick even harder, and she was about to redouble her efforts when a force suddenly came down on her shoulder. "Ah!" the penis slipped out of her mouth, hitting her nose sharply with its upwardly curved shape and rigid texture.
It hurt. She was pushed onto the table, her bare back pressed against the cold surface. "Don't use your mouth to touch such a filthy place again." Seemingly unable to bear it any longer, Isidore gritted his teeth and spoke each word slowly.
Eloise's eyes brimmed with moisture, her face flushed red. "You're always..." Before she could finish, something was shoved into her mouth— It's the underwear she took off earlier. The scent of the high-end cleanser immediately filled her mouth, rushing into her nostrils.
Eloise was almost dizzy from the scent: Your penis is dirty, and my underwear can go straight into my mouth? She didn't know that Isidore's biggest concern was that he really liked kissing her during sex, but he didn't like kissing anything that tasted like his own body.
He took a deep breath. Eloise could not speak, but she still would not be still. The strength of her thighs supported her ass as it rubbed against his penis, which was coated in saliva and then baptized by the liquid of desire.
He leaned over her and pressed his body against hers, flattening her breasts. His clean, slender fingers slid along the outer layer of her thighs and into her butt crack, lifting it up a bit before wrapping around the flesh and giving it a firm squeeze.
"Ah!" The vagina opened up like a ripe watermelon along the seam, pulling the muscles up to the clitoris at the top, and with just this one movement, she came close to an orgasm. The pleasure was not yet over when the other one was inserted, filling every crevice and swelling.
As she trembled, the hand gripping her ass squeezed tighter, pulling her in the opposite direction, stretching the two muscles of her labia and creating a different kind of ecstasy both inside and out.
He spoke in a low voice, "Place your hand on the clitoris and rub it yourself." "Hmm?" Eloise was so turned on that his head was spinning. Seeing her foolish expression, Isidore moved his hand that placed on her breasts before and then placed it on the tip of her clitoris, pressing and rubbing it.
It was yet another layer of stimulation, more direct and intense than the previous two. If not for the pant stuffed in her mouth, Eloise would have screamed out loud, and a small stream of clear water soon spurted out. Isidore knew that she was not fully aroused yet, so he pressed her abdomen and thrust himself in again with vigorous movements.
Eloise lost their sense of time, yet they felt a vague sense that they were in a hurry. But she didn't have the energy to think too much, just lifting her bottom to accommodate his thrusts. Not long after, she was fully aroused, her belly lifting up like a dying fish, her vagina gripping the hard penis and radiating pleasure throughout her entire body, reaching her hair and toes.
"Ha." She exhaled through her nose, her entire body relaxing. Isidore pulled out his penis, and the semen flowed freely. He looked at his own penis, which were soaking wet. She said she wanted it, so he did his best to fulfill her request as quickly as possible. But he was still aroused, even becoming even more sensitive during the previous thrusting.
To really achieve what he had just done would not be as simple as a few minutes... His pupils flickered a few times, his thoughts and doubts struggling, before he finally grasped Eloise's slender waist and, once again, thrust himself deep inside. "Mm!" Eloise's body flushed with heat, her toes curling in response.
At that moment, a rhythmic knock sounded on the door. "Boss, the mayor and the others have already left. It's time for us to head out too." Isidore paused his movements, replying in a low voice, "Got it." He took a deep breath, pulled out his swollen penis, and straightened his clothes.
Eloise opened her eyes warily, seeing Isidore re-tying his tie, though it was clear he hadn't yet been satisfied. She glanced at her phone, realizing only a short time had passed. The delay hadn't even affected his departure time—hadn't she just wasted her effort?
"Mm-mm-mm-mm!" She propped herself up on her weak limbs, reluctantly climbing up, trying to stop him. Isidore didn't want to treat her so roughly, but there was no other choice now. He directly dragged her to the front of the meeting room, yanked off the long connection cable of the projector, and tied her up with a few swift motions.
This was the only way to deal with the stubborn lady who was as hard-headed as an ox.
"I'll find someone to release you soon!" Eloise's smooth, delicate body was tightly bound, with several marks left across her entire body by the thick black ropes. Isidore swallowed hard, turned his gaze away, and strode out, closing the door behind him.
Eloise widened her eyes, unable to believe that he had just walked away like that. Damn it, even the tactic of seduction didn't work on him?
"Ugh!" She shouted in fury. As she struggled with all her might, the door opened once again. Isidore walked in with a dark expression, untied the ropes around her, and draped his suit over her. He lifted her up, carried her downstairs, and tossed her into the back seat of the car.
"Go," he instructed in a low voice, while unbuttoning his pants. He rose and pressed against Eloise, peeling away the clothing wrapped around her, his gaze burning with intensity. He still couldn't resist, perhaps he would never be able to.
