Didn’t expect to walk into this. Half-closed office door, blinds cracked just enough. A plus-size blonde in pantyhose and a tight blouse leans back over the desk, skirt hitched up past her hips—pussy already glistening from fingers before he even touched her. The squeak of leather when she flips onto all fours on the desk isn’t muffled by anything but desperation. Fingers stretch that tight asshole first, no lube, just her own wetness smeared between thighs as she whines for it deeper. Then he’s there—cock buried balls-deep in one brutal thrust—and she gasps loud enough someone could hear through the wall. But no one comes because this is her secret hour.
