บท 11: Chapter 10 A: He returned first part
His sweet gasps and moans, still the last ... was the only sound in the room. Intermixed with an overflowing "Mazawa" moaning by her wet mouth, Takato sighed and groaned again vaporously. He was ready to meet his boss, red and sweaty naked on the bed of thin sheets and colored grape ...
All jumbled because of the small ruddy body that had stirred uneasy eternal minutes he tore up the soul ...
Convulsing his body in a wave of new sensations and spasms, fearless mouth while his boss relished his hard cock avidly, using this dish of meat without shame ...
Embarrassed by owning it for the first time in the bed of her apartment, with its own pressing member and wanting cum fuck up ...
However, plans changed when the hands of his secretary and invited him to raise his head and attach it with his own, pulling him some of his jet black hair untidy:
So passionately kissing, as the blond tangling his legs in his broad, strong hip and interlacing hands behind her cervix allowed to be made one ...
And this no more was not possible because the department uncontrollable phones started ringing sound on a trailer that broke the environment achieved in a previous very erotic and unique game.
Mazawa concentrated on hearing the involuntary moans Takato let go by rubbing their bodies trembling waiting to feel him inside her anus ... while trying to brushing against tip, distract him from the inevitable pain, considering their small and chafed botoncitos that straighter they could no longer be.
She gave greater weight to bed in a bad mood, no choice.
- Damn! Just who will be -?! Takato swirled between the sheets, quite ashamed to see the other naked man completely, so that above his body was observed, as she watched him stand on the edge of the bed and with its huge and deft hand to make the phone comfortable.
And just a second before he took the blond and sit on the bed, still covered with the sheet, the scandal is captured as if taunting them. As his boss, he turned to go back to bed and assault him with pleasure again ... the scandal began in another trailer and unbearable noise.
Now, however, he disobeyed the sound.
-A-As if they could render it so easily ... I –gazed out to himself, the blond, still between the sheets that left his body in a wild pull and hit the ground.
The phones still continued listening, but was more concentrated Mazawa to become his secretary nipples, using their most deadly weapons. The tongue and lips, gently biting a measure with his teeth and embezzle with expressions of his ruddy face.
Shaking and making him moan, so this was the only sound that reached his hatreds. Thus, the phone had already stopped listening, really much concentrated on making his secretary was the only scandal.
It could be something important ... Takato 'I said after a while. The body still shaking and his legs were already open, giving way to paradise to your boss.-Yes again ...
Really now, I do not care anything more to you and if you think about Ryoma, I would know if so ... –I hit between their foreheads, holding legs Takato did not put in resistance to open, I was totally delivered.
At the touch of fronts, first Itachi had brought him back to the edge with a kiss and that edge, finished crossing when the tip of his hard kiss her entrance. Slowly getting into that place ... taking grimaces of his face and drowning in intermittent kiss, a cry of pain when it was full.
- Itachi ... ah ... do not stand still ... begged!. Small tears out of his eyes, the second time it was so similar to the first. Torture of pleasure and pain. Both struggling to take one place available to feel ...
Takato just wanted pleasure. So, followed by his supplication, she moved her hips toward his boss, deepening even more carnal connection between them.
-No I take the risk of hurting you ... do not be so anxious-scolding. He admitted, was dying to run him over and over again and madden. But seeing those wince and beg him hurry to leave the pain ... they made him quite controlled. Or the thing, failure to do so could worsen.
-H-hurts a little ... she confessed, in a new attempt to move on their own, that Mazawa interfere-I wonder how could ... measure ...
'I say seriously ... How ... measures ...? At a time like this? -Takato felt burned. Now I really wanted the earth swallow him. And the other was still inside him, not moving a centimeter deeper.
- You ... mean ... I ... I thought -blush what he had thought, but had said that they both heard, inadvertently attempt to cover her face!. So it was that happened ...
He felt just where, besought the previous time fondle him. And again.
That point made him touch the sky and rave .... That point where I really felt that they were one. Physically and mentally.
- sixty Hah ... you ... I ... hah ... He was holding Savannah, who stood there, drawing back mattress when Mazawa lips approached her ear in the middle of a delicious lunge your body!.
-One Eighty-five-lunging his secretary again-the other, you could have the courage to do it yourself-lashed out again, and came in so slowly winding-I have thought ... which entered as frantically as to convulse the young and small body was beneath him.
- Ah ... I just wanted you to know not ... ah ... She bit her lip. I could barely even and coordinate what he said.
His mind was covered by pleasure, so I hugged her legs wide and chunky hip Mazawa: it was the other who had also installed on your mind.
While living increased, he felt enter and stay there, parked on the walls of flesh and back out again leaving a void to fill, ramming so far and reunited with the point that made him lose his mind.
With their weak hugs running down the broad back, unable to abide with his hands they caressed her hastily and always checking on their feet, a darker tone, his fingers momentarily.
Hmmm ... I-Itachi-Itachi ... I ... ah ...
Here Is it not true? Right here you like ...
-Y-yes ... ah ... there ... if ... ah ... Mazawa-sama! -Mazawa started at the instant he could no longer move his penis inside. Imprisoned and coaxed by his secretary who had just had her second orgasm, staining them both with his seed. Breathing erratically and giving her his usual perverted face that gave him so much pleasure.
Would not give him time to recover, he would not remove him from that wave of pleasure that gave him and got on very well. So without leaving he turned, leaving him face down.
-You come much as you want ... she said, biting her ear and modifying its previous pace. They shove over again, walking boldly for his prostate: that point that the blonde mad as his cock greatly startled and encouraged to come again.
And induced accompanied receive the love of pleasure ... even getting your own boss moaned hoarsely as she arched her back and her muscles tightened meat, imprisoning him in a brief, tortuous but welcome instantly. Unsettles him and to grow your penis.
So that was more its narrowness-ah, damn ... with each thrust you close more ... T-Takato ... if you could hear your sweet moans so sweet that I wish I could eat that part of you-the subject of the hip, lifting her butt , penetrating more wildly but with measure. I do not care much hurt.
But Takato was too busy to think of pain, in fact it felt so good, we just thought ejaculating again. Even unconsciously, more he pressed his boss to hear their own grunts of pleasure that were so sexy.
Holding onto the sheets with poor coordination. Urging him with her hip that moved deeper, if possible, and harder to repay pleasure.
-I-I'll ... again ... Itachi ...
-Even no ... oh wait ...
N-no can I counted ... He could not complete the sentence, that the positions had changed again. It clouding his head in a new sensation ... side also also felt, despite the embarrassment of seeing his boss's penis came and went inside.
Takato had begun to masturbate to the rhythm of the thrusts and simply endure what he wanted out-and-ya ... hah-his head thrown back had rested firmly under the chin steep his boss. While his hand in cataract, his sperm is diluted.
Mazawa meanwhile had rammed three more times, filling it with his own seed for the third time. Deep at its input and relaxing in that position several seconds before abandoning its hardness and heat.
You're wonderful-kiss her forehead-just want you to turn even more perverted, but it must be -Takato ago ... not allowed to continue, still he had the strength so without words got up and led him onto his back with the top of your pelvis. While it felt like thick white ran away from her anus and lost between her thighs lazily.
-I-I want more ... I still do not, I am satisfied-Mazawa raised his eyebrows in surprise that he still could speak, though he could not convince him to rest and was too tempting and pleased when his secretary came in from his account, preventing seed continue escaping from inside.
So, doing nothing, enjoying seeing continued to move on their own. Giving mild but pleasant jumps on his penis. Closing his eyes and avoid looking at him for his daring.
Ah ... Can I increase the pace ...? I ask. His boss replied around her waist with his strong arms, giving to understand that it would escape. Thus increasing pace, jumping on the fastest and most accurate, had managed to find his long-cherished point.
Already it was impossible to regret this. With the expert hand tongue playing with one of her nipples, sitting faster every time again penetrated ... sighing and moaning, arching his back painfully cramps ... but sending currents of pleasure to your body ... and not only for its comprehensive auto-penetrations ... Mazawa playful language very well towards their work.
Strolling from her nipples to her chest, stopping his play with his navel, penetrating only the place ... because Takato took control of another insight into that bed.
then he went up to his neck, marking him even more, and leaving behind a wet trail that made him shrink and shrink, squeezing his member into an irrepressible excess. With the exhaustion playing him against his own penis and puncturing by cumming, probably for the last time.
- So tired is my perverted child I asked with mocking, taking control?. He is sitting on the bed with his secretary over only moaning and giving freedom over him. He started ramming only in that place he loved.
- Hah ... ah ... really I can no longer, too!
Neither can stand it, let's do it together ... Takato-that last one growled with abandon.
Ah ... y-yes, together ah ... if ... if ... hah ... I want to come to me M-Mazawa-sama ... ah ... I will!
-Y-yes ... really that you are unique ... he thought. He quickly sat back on the bed and from above, taking his legs, wanking and moaning on par with his secretary both began to crumble.
With arms sprawled on the bed Takato had been released, her body convulsing between ecstasy. Dirtying directly abdomen Mazawa: which in turn had ended it again inside.
And more relaxed, but vividly remembering the pleasure, the bed settled. To a time that his boss had already left inside and hugged him from behind like a spoon. With their legs tangled and stroking his chest, he distributed every so few kisses on his head.
Tsk ... You are a very perverted boy ... Uboshita-Baka ... suddenly blurted.
You ... You're a bitter old! -Repair instead.
Mazawa smiled Still continued coming across it? It is that perhaps should play more thoroughly when I'm ...
Yes, I keep coming across it interrupted, with a smile, but his brow frown.-Ryoma says I need to polish my character to be ... the companion of his father, but I believe you, Mazawa-sama ... need the same-Itachi he did not understand.
Only made when, in his arms, while his legs tangling with each other, the green eyes turned, running against forehead.-Sure ... I do not mean their behavior in bed-and kissed him, even with all the shame reflected on his face.
-In change you're a pervert child at all times, always urging me to take even in public, if you knew how many times I've had to put up with since you made me ... two nights ago ... try it-reminded forbidden fruit ...
II do not say those things ... -Takato yawn suddenly, I was really exhausted to follow what end in an exchange of the same nicknames-the bed is very comfortable, but do not know why, I get very sleepy ...
Takato yawns-The bed is very comfortable, I get sleepy ...
- Just so you're sleepy grins sideways?.
He blushes-Not exactly ... confessed. Really he had taken the initiative in that situation. I could still remember the view from above. Seeing the face of his boss pleased, pleased to give him pleasure otherwise than by squeezing and moaning. Without moving.
That thought ... I love your honesty, as much as you attempt to lie-Takato no longer respond, he simply hugging his arm while pulling a sheet Mazawa ground and covered them both. Surrounding it with his arms, finally, before seeing him fall asleep and fall behind him in the arms of Morpheus.
The next three months things had continued the same. Of course the only thing different was the relationship that both had been chief secretary. Although not yet had the title as lovers or boyfriends, and I have not really spoken. He was known to be much more than that.
It could then be said, without themselves well told, they were an accomplished and normal couple, with their daring sex nights where the occasion arise, so it was in the hall of the department of Mazawa. On the desk in his office in the company or shower. Even the fights that previously had to encounter, small nonsense.
Still, it remained normal boiling that happen to quarrel, but nothing that reconciliation will not fix.
Chiba had been heard only once, but through his secretary. He had called the company and agreed with Takato, move all appointments with your boss for next year. As Itachi guessed, her anger did not wait to see who occupied vigorously the lid on your favorite news magazine in which he also denigrated him.
Above all, the note confirming their lies. Nightmares now turns reality. Later had been Ryoma who communicated with them, angry at not knowing the official account of his Father with Takato, you still accepted them and congratulated. Each happier to call Takato, call the other Daddy that fell so good day.
Returning to the reconciliations, one of which began last month, it had occurred in the department of Takato. The cause of the fight, which Genda had preferred to avoid going into hiding on the floor of Seiji was when his boss discovered Takato talking to someone who seemed to try very well, too well and had been jealous.
And angry, angry exaltadísimamente, when still without jealousy and curiosity, I wanted to know his friend. Because for Takato, to discover that his boss had friends, they were like oil discovered in the backyard. However, Mazawa avoid talk of that person as I listen to a quick greeting, it was called "Baba".
The evening of that day had been having dinner in the department of Mazawa, but when Hamada went to pick it up, Takato avoid providing care to this, returning to his boss told him that probably was not but as thought, Hamada had returned, bringing his boss in the car.
He was there and not that such "Baba" I filled that "knew" it was a "do not know" before. So in the midst of a discussion that took no information to draw each other. The situation had ended with Mazawa, bathing in your bathroom the next morning.
Takato, much more early riser was in the kitchen preparing breakfast, while Mazawa were changed in his room. The blond had taken into account that to keep a pledge of his head and virtually his closet was full of shirts and pants of this. Occasional underwear. All clean and pressed, warily kept in drawers.
-You come on, I have something to solve before reaching the company-announced, when I reached the kitchen, he shared space with the dining room. Sitting down to eat what was already on the table.
A quick gulp of coffee and some pastries they did not know they were, but unraveled in his mouth and scent he had come to his nostrils as he stepped beside the steam bath. I knew and culinary skills and his secretary knew he had made with his own hand.
- Insurance? You will need your car. -Mazawa put the cup on the table and empty, he got up and approached him surrounding him with his arms and arranging the knot of his tie Takato, who blushed.
Taking advantage of what was still to mussing, because that morning had slicked back hair and not wearing his glasses, but the lenses put
Your just do it. -Kiss his neck-I'd like a morning-took him by the waist-but although not want to say, this matter requires my attention and is very important. That's enough, you can get going, I'll take a cab. And take off that look, when you reach the company do not want you to!
-O-Okay ... If'm sure ... last thought, Mazawa turned away from him and settled hairstyle again. When I'm done he was to take to take your things and Mazawa surprised how suddenly again, surrounding him with his arms, with another kiss before going through, but this time as passionate as to snatch the breath.
When her feet landed outside the building, I notice that Naoto was already there. Waiting by the car parked. As soon as I saw her blond head, he climbed into the passenger seat while Takato did in the back seat, then they gave way to the company,
Looked out the window and wondered a thousand times that it was the matter of his boss, usually he told her "issues" and although not want to think badly did and it made him sad. Naoto saw him in the rearview mirror quickly, noting his state and then pay attention to the road that morning was not much traffic and it was easy to reach the company.
-See Naoto-san.
Yes and ... Takato-kun.
-Tell me what happens?
I do not think Mazawa do what you think. -Looked at him. When I was married despite not love his wife, respected and even knowing she would not. He was surprised My father told me about Mazawa even Mazawa knowing that Ryoma could not be his son, he was willing to take care of him, he did not care who was the real father and when he was born, I reproached them all that if they cared to have his blood ... it was his spitting image.
That's something that Mazawa-sama would-thought, with a drop in his head, but still listening to Hamada.
- The Mother of Mazawa was one of those people and I could not believe it, so I compare a picture of her baby son with her grandson and were identical and grow Ryoma, they realized they were more alike than they thought, physically and part of the character.
-You know a lot…
Well, I hope my meddling I hope you leave him alone, because you probably have gone to meet "Baba" .- Takato frowned again.
- "Baba"? What new "Baba" - interrogated. I could not believe it.
-And talk things before, so what if Mazawa-sama kills me about this. If you want to know "Baba" you know what the closest, but I think Genda overstate be a good stodgy contact our boss ..., makes it a Yakuza.
- Do you know him personally, how is He pressed even more intrigued?. Genda used to exaggerate, but if I saw Mazawa from another angle. The Mazawa think that was a Yakuza who gathered with other Yakuza, called "Baba".
Not personally, but each time he or Genda meet "Baba" -now wondered, that both had dealt with the subject "Genda", enough to arm the film was a "Yakuza" - not always I take and go through other means, including walking. The last thing is that it is also a great friend of Mazawa-sama and unlike my Father who knows him, I did not have a chance.
-Another mystery more to unveil on Mazawa-sama, but being so I do not have to worry about. -Naoto smiled. -Thank you. also said with a smile, he looked at his watch and left the self you later Naoto-san! He waved.
However, when he was already inside the building, I kept thinking if ... they were really friends. He went through security and reception, with doubt again installed inside, but was hoarded when one of the girls Reception, hastening to reach and prevent them from entering the elevator: told that someone was waiting for Mazawa on the top floor.
What if it was "Baba"? Takato hurried dismiss and mounted on the metal box. Anxiously awaiting the number twenty will light, announcing with open doors next second, who had reached their destination.
And they imagined knowing "Baba" and if it was a yakuza, I cry anyway to keep him away from his boss. Visits that had previously cast, were much chunkier and taller than him, if it was his boss ... he could even with a Yakuza.
When the doors opened, there was a great silence. Takato came hurrying to the waiting room, meeting filled with the visit and screaming exasperatedly to see ... who was so against his freedom.
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