Office Assistant’s Secret Ass-Slamming Under The Desk

Peeked through the half-open door of a corporate office—her chair pushed back, skirt hiked past her hips, and that round ass in the air like she owns the place. She knows someone’s watching but doesn’t stop: just grinds harder against whatever cock is buried inside her from behind. Fingers dig into wood as she moans low enough for you to hear between typed keystrokes. Then she flips onto her back mid-thrust, legs spread wide on the desk blotter—no panties left after all that dry humping.