Santa's Favourite Naughty Accountant

It was December 18, one day before Andrea?s and Mark?s Christmas vacation in Paris. She was working late again while her colleagues were having fun at the annual Christmas party. It was 12:15 a.m., and she was supposed to be drinking and chatting with her co-workers, but she had to complete her month-end report. Suddenly, Andrea?s office door opened. She looked up and smiled at the figure standing in front of her. It was Mark, clad in his Santa outfit and long white beard. ?Ho, ho, ho! How you doing, Miss Workaholic?? he asked. ?You?re supposed to be downstairs in the conference room having fun.? Andrea sighed. ?I?m finishing my reports before we go to Paris. Almost done.? Mark grinned. ?My naughty accountant is working her ass off.? Andrea giggled. ?You?re looking hot in that outfit, Sir.? He laughed. ?Ho, ho, ho! You like?? ?That outfit? oh my god, I could fuck you right here, right now.? Mark porno hikayeler pretended to be shocked. ?Watch your language, my dear. Remember, I'm still your boss.? Andrea winked. ?Oh, yeah? I thought you like it when I bounce up and down on your cock.? ?Come here, naughty girl,? Mark said. ?Sit on Santa's lap and tell me what you want for Christmas.? Andrea flashed a sultry smile and wiggled onto Mark?s lap, feeling the bulge growing in his pants. It didn?t take much to get Mark excited. Biting her lower lip, Andrea murmured, ?Let?s see, I have few things on my list. Don't know if I?ve been nice enough to deserve them.? Mark wrapped his arm around her slender body and kissed her neck. ?Tell me, naughty girl,? he whispered. ?What do you want for Christmas? Just don?t tell me about fucking you in the Eiffel Tower. It is not going to happen, baby girl. I have a reputation to take seks hikayeleri care of.? Andrea laughed. ?No? Well, I made reservations for a week in the Renaissance Paris Arc de Triomphe Hotel. I want you to fuck me facing the Eiffel Towel. The view is absolutely stunning.? Mark lightly spanked her ass. ?Look what we have here. No panties, Miss Andrea?? She smiled. ?I knew you were coming and just thinking about it made me wet.? ?Naughty, naughty girl,? Mark said softly as his hand traveled to her hairless pussy. ?Mmm? baby, you?re wet and ready. I like that. Hey, I have something for you. It?s my dirty Santa gift.? He reached in his pocket and pulled out a red velvet box. When Mark opened the box, there on the black velvet lay a set of shiny clamps for her nipples and clitoris. The sight put a dirty smile on Andrea?s face. She?d been begging Mark for them for weeks ?Oh baby, I sex hikayeleri love them,? Andrea said. ?I knew you would, naughty girl. Let?s see how they work.? Mark slowly unbuttoned Andrea?s silky blouse, his hands brushing across her white lace bra before reaching behind and deftly unsnapping the clasp. He pushed her bra up roughly, causing her nipples to harden. Andrea lay on the leather couch and spread her legs. "Eager, baby?? Mark whispered. Andrea bit her lower lip and whispered back, ?Yes, Sir.? Mark rubbed the clamps against her nipples. ?This might be hurt a bit. But I'm pretty sure you can take it.? ?Oh, my god, yes,? Andrea moaned as the as the clamps bit into her nipples. ?You?re doing fine, baby girl.? ?Yes,? Andrea purred, warmed by the beautiful stinging sensation. Mark massaged her swollen clit, then attached the third clamp. Andrea stifled a scream as the cold metal pinched her clit. Mark positioned himself between her legs and poked his warm, wet tongue deep in her pussy, the mixed sensations of pain and pleasure arousing Andrea to the max. ?Turn around and ride my tongue,? Mark ordered as he tugged the chain joining the clamps.