Sunlight bleeds through blinds over a half-empty office space where the hum of printers and distant laughter should drown out the sounds of her moans. She’s bent over that flimsy desk, ass up for anyone passing to see her dripping pussy stretched around his thick cock—no lube needed, just raw desperation. His hands grip her hips like he wants to slam her into submission but holds back just enough to keep it quiet. Her hair falls forward as she takes it deeper than before, gagging on his girth while his fingers dig into her waist. The camera lingers on their sweat-slicked bodies pressed together like they’re trying to vanish into the furniture.
