Depp Inside 2

“She’s here!”

The announcement came with a brisk knock. His hands began to shake. Why was he so nervous? Maybe because it had been six months since the last time he’d seen her and it had taken every bit of his pull to get her here. What if she didn’t even want to see him? He didn’t have time to think about it as he heard her voice.

“In here?”

“Yes, ma’am. Just through that door, he’s expecting you,” the assistant said.

He heard her hand on the door and before she even opened it all the way, he was hauling her inside and slamming the door behind her. Before she could take a breath, he was pressing her tight little body up against the door and sliding his velvety tongue into her astonished mouth.

He picked her up and hooked her legs around his waist making sure to rub his throbbing cock against her clit even through the silky material of her slacks. Her groan was audible even though she was busy tangling her tongue with his. Somehow he managed to back them away from the door to his couch where he sat back putting her on his lap. She rocked against his throbbing cock and for a second, he thought he was going to cum right then without even being inside her.

“I missed you,” he said pushing her jacket off of her shoulders, and attacking the buttons on her blouse. “This is all I could think about.”

Soon, her pink lace clad breasts were there before his eyes and he was carefully kneading them, rolling his thumbs over her engorged nipples until they pebbled and she groaned with enjoyment. She had managed to pull his old tee shirt over his head, and was kissing his neck leaving hickies in her wake. She attacked his belt buckle next and soon his throbbing cock was wavering before her very eyes.

“I missed you too,” she said in a low growl before sinking to her knees before him. He barely had time to suck in a breath before her hot little mouth was bouncing up and down on his cock. He gently stroked her hair unable to do more as she gave the best head of his life. A minute later his balls were free and she gently began to suck them as she never had before.

“Come here,” he said gently lifting her head afraid that he would spill his wad all over and he was determined to fuck that hot little cunt. In a deft movement, her pants were thrown on the floor and hew as left to stare at her pink lace garters and high heels. His mouth fairly watered. His cock wobbled as he looked at her.

“Do you want me?” she murmured, her green eyes flashing as lust filled her vision.

“More than anything,” he muttered quietly. “Come here and let me show you.”

He pulled her toward him and in a quick movement, she was beneath him on the couch as he thrust in to her soaking wet pussy.

“So fucking tight,” he muttered, easing in and out to give her time to adjust.

She only replied in breathy moans and began to rock her hips. It was just the feeling of a huge cock pounding her tight vagina, it was the rough blue jeans rubbing against her thighs and the feeling of his hands in her hair as his hips thrust forward. She cried out before hooking her long legs around his hips and her arms around his neck.

“Cum in me,” she breathed lightly as her own orgasm began to take hold of her. “Oh, fuck. Fuck! I’m cumming! Fuck me harder!”

He shoved his cock in as far as he could and poured all of his creamy cum inside her tight little cunt. He lay on top of her, his cock still hard inside her, panting her name over and over again.

She could feel his cum leaking out of her pussy and she savored the feeling.

“I’m so glad you came,” he said softly into her lavender scented hair. He felt her breasts rise in a chuckle and he laughed too. “No pun intended.”

A knock at the door interrupted them and caused him to grimace. “Mr. Depp? You’re wanted on the set immediately.”

“I’ll be there in a minute,” he replied, looking at her and feeling his penis surge to life inside her. “Make it an hour.”

“Two,” she replied saucily.