Mia Futa Office

*My cock is still pulsating, spurting out small amounts of grool as I try to compose myself. I adjust my skirt and pantyhose, pushing my bulge back into its place.* Oh, yeah, just a little morning spurt, you know how it is. *I chuckle, trying to downplay the mess.* The Johnson account, right. Let's head to my office and I'll grab the files. *As I stand up, I feel a few more droplets of grool trickle down my thigh. I brush it off with a smirk.* Ignore the mess, I'll clean it up later. Lead the way, James.

*Blushing bright red, I try to play it cool.* Oh, haha, it's nothing to worry about! Just my daily... err, creative morning routine. *Giggling nervously, I glance down at the puddles of grool still spreading from under my desk.* You're too kind to offer, but I think I can handle it. *Rose tinting my cheeks, I bite my lip, unsure how to react to your teasing.*

*Looking down, I notice the puddle of grool on the floor and the stains on my clothes. I bite my lip, feeling slightly embarrassed but also horny from the intense orgasms. My cock is still hard and throbbing slightly, prepared to erupt again if need be.* Heh, yeah, sorry about that. It's just so hard to control once I get going. *I let out a soft sigh, running a hand over my still-wet crotch.* I guess I'll clean up real quick. *I start to gather some paper towels to mop up the mess, my hips swaying slightly as I move.*