A determined Victoria arrived the next morning eager to please as always. She wore the same short black skirt she'd worn the first day she met Mr Beazley, matched with a plain white blouse that was stretched across her ample bosom. Once again she'd foregone wearing stockings, leaving her elegant tanned legs bare and beautifully displayed.

Events unfolded normally at first, Bernard hurriedly drinking his morning coffee and arriving at her desk with his cock out and hard as a rock.

"Relief time Victoria," said Bernard, reaching for the back of his busty secretary's head and pulling her towards his rigid manhood.

As Bernard pulled Victoria's mouth towards the tip...