‘Ohhh fuck yes, don’t stop—right there!’ The blonde in the blazer didn’t expect this when she sat down at her desk. Didn’t expect him either. But now? Now she’s got one hand gripping the edge of the chair while he pins her hips down and buries himself deep. Moaning through gritted teeth, tits bouncing with every thrust. Then—flip—she ends up on all fours on the couch, ass up, taking it harder than before. ‘You’re gonna make me cum right here,’ she gasps between breaths as his hands grip those heavy thighs wide open. No time for subtlety: cock slaps against pussy, fingers dig into flesh, and by God does it sound messy.
