Spicy and Forbidden.
Lenora-
Mr. Sinclair collapsed into the seat behind his desk, looking at both of us with a smile.
“That's good,” he grinned hard, as Desmond slapped my left ass cheek in warm up.
Chest flat on the chair, I hung my waist high up in the air. I was still shaking from my orgasm, cream dripping from my pussy to the chair down to a collective pool on the floor.
Desmond used his swollen cock to rub my clitoris, and a shiver ran down my spine anytime he teased the entrance of my wet pussy with the tip of his cap.