Mouthy pervert makes me wet on purpose

So there I was, absolutely not expecting the babysitter gig to go sideways in the best possible way, but the moment I walked in and saw my boss just standing there completely naked, like it was the most normal thing in the world, something in me just snapped and I felt that familiar, heavy ache between my legs because, okay, the babysitter fantasy was always just a joke to me, but seeing him like that, all casual and confident with his cock just hanging there, made me realize I was way more of a mouthy pervert than I ever admitted to myself, and I knew I had to have him right then and there, so I didn’t even bother with small talk or pretending to be shy—I just dropped to my knees and took him into my mouth, letting my spit coat his shaft as I worked him over, loving the way he groaned and how his dick twitched as I got him rock hard with a sloppy, wet blowjob that had me absolutely soaking through my own panties, and he must have loved it too because he pulled me up and started sucking on my tits, his tongue circling my nipples until I was practically dripping, and the whole thing was just this raw, unspoken understanding between us that we were going to fuck right there on the floor, and when he finally pushed me back and slammed into my pussy, I swear I saw stars because it was that perfect kind of hardcore where he wasn’t holding back any of his strength, just pounding me with every ounce of that pent-up workplace tension until I was a total mess, and every time he hit that deep spot I moaned his name a little bit louder, and I could feel myself getting wetter with each thrust, and I honestly never expected to find the babysitter encounter so intense, but god, it was exactly what I needed.