Dim office corner, wooden desk edge digging into her hip, makes every thrust echo off the walls dirtier. Blonde with platinum hair kneels first, mouth full of cock, hands clamped on shaft pumping slow then fast — eyes wide, cheeks hollowing out. She rises, legs splayed against furniture. His fingers dig into her thighs, cock sliding between pale legs, pace building to frantic rolls. Tits spilling from cutout top bounce with each shift. Gagging turns to moans, hips bucking back — unfinished business on that desk.
