He starts moving – deep, hard, brutal thrusts that make the desk groan across the floor. I open the folder with shaking hands. Papers. Client documents. I try to sort them – Anderson, Baker, Chen – while his cock drives into me so hard my vision blurs with each stroke."Faster," he says. Not about the filing. His hips accelerate – slamming into me, his hand fisted in my hair, pressing my face sideways against the desk while papers scatter around my head. I'm trying to sort documents and moaning and my pussy is making sounds so wet and obscene that they echo off the glass walls."D – fuck – Dawson goes after Chen –" I'm babbling, shoving papers into piles while he rails me, and the absurdity of it – the raw filthiness of being used as both a secretary and a fuck toy simultaneously – makes my cunt clench so hard around him that he chokes."Good girl. Keep going."I can't keep going. His hand reaches underneath me and finds my clit and rubs – hard, fast, merciless – while his cock pounds
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