Insatiable Cravings
The desk creaked under us, my breasts bouncing free from my blouse, nipples hard and scraping the wood.
"Fuck my arse harder," I demanded, pushing back to meet him. He obliged, pounding relentlessly, one hand reaching around to rub my clit. The dual assault had me moaning loudly, forgetting the thin walls. "Yes, fill me up—cum in my arse." His pace faltered, grunts growing animalistic. With a final, brutal thrust, he buried deep, cock throbbing as hot spurts of cum flooded me. I clenched around him, milking every drop, my own orgasm ripping through again, pussy clenching on nothing.
He pulled out, cum trickling down my thighs. I straightened, fixing my clothes with a satisfied grin. "That wa
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