Claimed By My Boss At Woodstock : Age Gap Breeding 12 (Breeding Erotica Age Gap Erotica Unprotected Erotica): Age-Gap Breeding, #12

By Kimmy Welsh

The Woodstock festival attracts its fair share of free-thinking individuals, but I never thought I'd be toying with the idea of having sex with my own boss during the weekend there!

When we're forced to share a tent at close quarters things take a turn for the naughty.  It can get kind of cold at night so my boss and I get a little closer for warmth and that's when I feel it in his pants, all hard just for me.  Let's give in to our urges, Joshua!  Take me while the revelers stumble around our tent!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Kimmy Welsh
• Release date: Jul 11, 2019
• ISBN: 9781393991038

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When I’d had my fill I worked my way down, prowling lower and lower until my face was at the opening of his shorts.

I looked up and smirked as Joshua stared downwards.  There was a semblance of nervousness in his gaze, but the pervading expression seemed to be one of impatient arousal.

Do it, he urged.

I curled my fingers over and under the waist of his shorts and pulled them down, taking his boxer shorts with them.  I watched the fabric roll over the big cylinder of flesh that sat beneath.  His underwear slid down until the hair thickened and his cock pressed back against the fabric.

There was a sudden release of pressure as he lifted his ass of the ground and his shorts slid down rapidly.  In a flurry I watched a blur of flesh spring free and slap back against his stomach where it settled with a thud.

I froze and stared down, amazed.  Joshua’s thick, clean-cut cock sat beneath me and it looked fucking incredible.  I tried not to let a whimper escape my lips as I marveled at it, wondering if I’d be able to fit him inside me.  He had everything to be confident about.

Are you just gonna stare at it? he whispered.

I looked up at him and saw his smile.  It did enough to put me at ease.  I moved my hand around him and picked up his cock, sitting it upright and feeling the weight and power behind it.

I jerked him slow at first, watching those thick veins of his move around his shaft just beneath the surface.  His crown was smooth and taut and it seemed to draw my mouth towards it.

Joshua put a hand behind his head and propped it up so he could watch down his body as I started to tackle his manhood.  Most guys enjoyed watching, but I doubted very much if Joshua had