Every day at 2:00, she gets up from her desk and goes to Dr. Isles office, to get relieved of her excess sperm.
She locks the door, closes the blinds and Dr Isles gets on her knees and unzips Jane's already bulging pants. Finally freed her cock springs out, already 8 inches and not even fully hard yet, bobbing heavily at attention. Jane lets out a breath of relief at her aching erection being free of its confines. Maura's fingers wrap around her shaft and begin to smoothly pump up and down. Drops of clear precum bubble up from Jane's tip, and Maura's hands quickly smear it up and down her shaft, helping her hand to glide smoothly over her throbbing sex. Maura just holds her shaft in one fist, squeezing lightly, feeling Jane's every pulse as the blood pounds through her still stiffening cock. She feels the first warm drops of her own cum dribble into her panties just thinking about what Jane's sperm will feel like filling her womb, filling her mouth, what it will taste like.
Maura lowers her head to Jane's crotch and circles her swollen helmet with her hot tongue, slowly licks all the way up the throbbing veins running the length of Jane's rigid shaft. Jane groans as Maura slides her tight, wet lips down her pulsing, engorged shaft.
Jane's head tilts back in pleasure as Maura swallows her cock. She feels the softness of Maura's tongue swirling around her swollen head, the wet heat of Maura's throat hugging her thick shaft. She feels the warm of some precum coming out her cock, dribbling her sexual fluids right down Maura's throat. She wonders if it tickles as it goes right down to her stomach, filling Maura with herself in many more ways than one.
Maura laps at her heavy sack. Her tongue massages the heavy balls, swollen with pent up sperm aching to be released. She feels the soft warm weight of Jane's heavy balls on her face as she licks her from underneath making Jane groan and shift her weight.
Sometimes Maura just keeps still and lets Jane wrap her hands in her hair and gently fuck her throat, just listening to the wet sounds of her long stiff cock slipping down her throat and back again. Eruptions of clear precum drip and dangle from Maura's lips, the abundant male fluid erupting steadily from Jane's heavy, overripe balls, and the excess bubbling and dribbling out each time Jane's big stiff cock slides into her mouth. Maura's warm throat feels so good on her throbbing shaft that it's never too long before she starts to groan, grabs her head and forcibly ejaculates her thick load into her mouth. Maura's fingers massage her already contracting ball sack helping it to pump all of Jane's delicious seed into her mouth. To prevent any clean up, she seals her lips around Jane's pulsing cock and gulps down every thick, warm drop of her forceful ejaculation.
Then she often she comes up for a kiss, sliding her sperm-coated tongue into Jane's mouth and letting her taste her own fresh, warm load while she's still ejaculating the last of it; Maura continues to stroke her hard, expertly, letting the rest of Jane's hot cream squirts against her skin while Jane moans into a bruising kiss against her cum flavored lips. Maura isn't sure which feeling she likes better - the warm splatter after splatter of Jane's primal ecstasy branding her skin, or Jane's hungry tongue licking it all back up again a few moments later.
If there is time, Jane insists on returning the favor. Maura has stopped wearing panties to work since she waould just ruin them. so Jane can simply hike up her dress and help herself to her inevitably drenched pussy which has sometimes dripped right down the inside of her leg. She sucks Maura's clit until she comes, clamping a hand over her own mouth can keep her quiet but there is nothing they can do to hide the squeaking of the couch as her hips buck uncontrollably against Jane's face, writhing against Jane's tongue trying to slither deep into her.
This time though, even though they don't have any more time than usual, Maura's mouth isn't enough. she needs more.
Jane shoves Maura's dress up and Maura doesn't even have time to yell at her for the tearing sound she hears as her expensive dress tears at the seam.
Her glistening cock is so hard she doesn't even need her hands to guide it to Maura's swollen, dripping opening.
She holds Maura's legs back, lets her swollen mushroom helmet, already leaking precum, find Maura's entrance and sinks inside her in one slow but still firm motion, making Maura cry out. Jane clamps a palm over her mouth so there coworkers can't hear as their hips start to move, thrusting and feeling out the space inside maura. The first thrusts are always tough to adjust to Jane's size. In her eagerness Jane always goes deep a little fast, making Maura gasp into her palm. She can't believe there is enough room in her body for how much Jane is filling her. Maura's eyes are wide feeling Jane's girth spread her wide, sliding easily on copious slick juices and stroking every bit of her insides. It's not until Maura's body has had a chance to accommodate her that she starts to speed up, making Maura gasp in shock and ecstasy all over again.
As jane gears up to top speed, Maura's screams of pleasure are too loud and escaping right through Jane's palm. She moans uncontrollably as Jane's rock hard, veiny shaft rubs past her clit and just the right magic spot somewhere in her boiling depths, as she rams in and out like a jackhammer. They can hear the slick sound of their wet genitals slapping together.
The legs of the couch scratch on the floor as she couch is shoved backwards an inch with each thrust as Jane holds Maura's legs apart and fucks her like a wild animal in heat. Jane's dangerously low, panting grunts drive Maura wild. It's like her shaft thickens with each thrust, Maura feels mercilessly stretched and feeling each vein, each ridge as it pounds deep into her. She can feel Jane pulse and throb and twitch inside her. There is the defnite feeling that even if Maura wanted to stop Jane is too far gone now to stop her. She's fucking her mercilessly, tirelessly, like a turbo powered steel piston. There is intense pleasure but also pain and she loves it, Jane's furious love hurts so good. Their mixed cum dangles and swings off Jane's balls as they slap into her over and over, splattering drops of their slippery fuck juice all over Maura's couch.
Jane fucks her so hard, so fast, so deep it feels like her body is being pounded into mush and she is only screaming for more. She wants Jane to dominate and claim her, she wants to be the happy recipient of the full sexual fury that Jane has to offer. she wants to feel Jane's seed fill her fully and often. She wants to feel full of her at all times even when they can't be together.
Jane rams inside her even more deeply and screams like a jungle cat as her cock starts to twitch and pump torrents of thick, hot seed deep inside Maura. Coating the inside of Maura's womb with splash after splash of her boiling hot semen, encouraged by Maura's animal screams and the feeling of her hot tight walls rippling in pleasure along the length of her shaft. She can practically feel Jane's strong virile sperm swimming even deeper inside her, surely impregnating her.
The couch and Maura's dress are ruined, ripped and covered with obscene splatters of semen and vaginal juices. No one could ever look at this couch and not know that Dr. Isles had fucked on it like a wild animal, and some stud had made her come so hard that she squirted out so much vaginal juices. Of course no one would suspect that the cock in question or its abdundant splatters of sperm were Jane's, the only female detective at BPD.
When Jane pulls out Maura wants her cock directly from her pussy into her mouth, still super heated from her own depths. She sucks the delicious coating of her own sweet juices and sperm off Jane's thick cock.
Jane notices her semen starting to dribble onto the couch so Jane gets down and licks some of her own hot load out of Maura's well fucked vaginal opening. While dining between Maura's legs, lapping up her woman's sexual scent and flavor quickly gives her another raging erection. Maura begs her to fuck her some more.
Since the couch is already ruined, they fuck again with total abandon, Maura feeling her ass slide in slippery smears as Jane rams into her, holding her hips in a vice grip, balls slapping loudly as she reams her hard like a raging bull. It would be a surprise if everyone in the next room hadn't heard them by now, but it feels too good to care as Maura screams out loud, locking her legs around Jane's waist and bucking hard on her hard as steel cock. She feels it pulse inside her, finally spilling more hot semen in her fertile womb. Jane had wanted to pull out and watch her powerful jets of sperm splatter all over maura, but it feels too good to drain every last squirt of her liquid love deep inside her, it belongs there.
