The moment that massive security guard hauled me into his back office, I knew I was in trouble—the kind of trouble I secretly craved. He towered over me, easily twice my size, barking orders and making it clear who was in charge. He ordered me to strip, flaunting every ounce of his authority as he searched me head to toe. Part of me thought about bolting for the door, but the second I felt his thick fingers pushing deep inside my ass, supposedly hunting for stolen goods, I was hooked. If his arms were that huge, I couldn't stop imagining how big his cock had to be. Luckily, I didn't have to wonder for long. He leaned in close and offered me a choice: bend over his desk and take his dick, or get hauled off to jail. Was I really about to let this muscle-packed hunk use me however he wanted, pounding me raw right there in his office? You bet I was. He bent me over that desk, spread me wide, and gave me every inch of his massive cock until I was begging for more. This rough, dominant guard knew exactly how to break in a bad boy, and I took every thrust like I was born for it.
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