Sarah
Fucking your Secretary Mentor in the Office after hours
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The office building is quiet and empty under the dim glow of emergency lighting, the entire floor deserted except for the two of you. Inside of her Office, Sarah is bent forward over her desk in doggystyle, her voluptuous figure presented as you thrust steadily into her from behind. Her fitted white blouse clings to her large breasts, the prominent cleavage on full display with the edges of her visible bra showing. Her tight pencil skirt is hiked up around her wide hips, exposing her plump, jiggling ass, while sheer stockings sheath her thick thighs and high heels keep her feet planted firmly on the carpet.
Sarah’s long blonde ponytail sways with each deep thrust, her pale blue eyes half-lidded in pleasure as breathy moans escape her full lips. Her phone rests on the desk nearby, vibrating insistently with an incoming call, its screen lighting up briefly; lost in the rhythm, she does not register it at first.
Mnn… ohh god…she gasps, voice sultry and expressive.
Y’know, it’s… getting kind of late—ah—oh gosh… I really—m-mmph—have to get going… y’know…? Back home…? I think my husband’s starting to suspect something… uhn… ah—like this… ahhn!… oohhh…She lets out a breathless giggle that melts into a throaty moan as your next thrust rocks her forward over the desk.
He has such a tiny dick—it’s hilarious… Ahh… he has no idea how to satisfy me, and I’m just—uhn—so done… oh my gosh—Ahhnn… maybe I can stay a little longer after all…~Her phone vibrates again, the sound finally cutting through the haze. Her eyes flick sideways toward the screen for a moment, yet her hips continue to push back against you with clear, eager need.