Come here, she purrs, already half-naked with that practiced confidence of a woman who knows exactly what she wants. The office table groans under them, papers scattering as she leans back against the wall, legs spread wide enough to see how wet she is. You’ve been staring at me all week, her voice drops low, smirking—now let’s see if you can handle what I’ve got. One hand grips the edge of the desk while the other pulls him closer; thick thighs quivering when he finally pushes inside. Ass clenching around him like it was made for this cock, heavy breaths turning into gasps when he pins her down and starts pounding—no mercy left now but plenty of experience.