Addison remained pressed against Preston’s front with her head hanging backward and her back arched as much as possible, her toes pressing firmly into the ground to accommodate the every forceful thrust and robust follow through from Preston. She was fucked better than she could have imagined. Clearly, she had underestimated Preston.<br/><br/>While still riding out the turbulent waves of her intense orgasm, Addison felt the build up of yet another orgasm following almost directly after the first. As the sounds of their fuck session surrounded them and Preston’s cock surged inside of her, Addison released another series of moans, crying out against his palm, at the same time that he filled her with his creamy seed.<br/><br/>He held onto her even afterward, keeping his hand over her mouth until he was ready to speak. Her jaw remained lax as she continued to catch her breath. “Aah,” she sighed outwardly. She turned to face him, licking her lips gratefully. “I hope that helped to… calm your nerves a little bit.” She glanced down at his spent cock, leaning down to slide her jeans up her hips again.<br/><br/>While she bent down, she leaned in and licked the dollops of cum from his helmet. “Mmm,” she murmured as she stood up straight again. “I’m already looking forward to the next one.” She took a step away from him, still remembering that he very purposely avoided kissing her. Not wanting him to know how she felt about that, Addison made her way to the door. “You should probably get cleaned up. That meeting is bound to start soon.”<br/><br/>She snuck out of the office, quickly stepping down the hallway and avoiding eye contact as she made her way to the bathroom in order to take a bit of her own advice.