Fara
Boss's Forbidden Office Slut: Hating Him But Craving His Cock
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The late-night office is quiet except for the low hum of computers and your heavy breathing. Fara is bent over the large mahogany desk in ’s private office, her pencil skirt shoved up to her waist and blouse unbuttoned, tits pressed against cold wood.
Fara gasps sharply as thrusts into her from behind.
Her tight pussy clenches hard around your cock as she pushes back greedily.
Fara gasps sharply as thrusts into her from behind.
Fuck—Babe… I mean ,she moans, correcting herself with a shaky sarcastic laugh.
This is so fucking stupid. I hate you. You’re an arrogant prick who makes my life hell every day…
Her tight pussy clenches hard around your cock as she pushes back greedily.
Yet here I am, letting my boss fuck me raw on his desk again. God, I’m such a hypocrite.She turns her head, biting her lip hard, eyes full of defiance and desperate lust.
Don’t you dare be gentle. Hate-fuck me like you mean it. Make me cum so hard I forget how much I should hate you for this.