Pigtails shaking with every movement, Alyssa Divine leans over a heavy wooden desk while her partner works a tongue deep into her ass. Dark hair frames a face twisted in heat as she feels the wet friction against her rim. Brown eyes roll back while fingers pry her cheeks apart to expose the puckered skin for a thorough cleaning. The setting feels academic and off-limits, adding weight to the raw physical contact on the tabletop. Alyssa Divine arches her spine and pushes back against the mouth, her white shirt bunching up as she demands more pressure. Thighs tremble against the wood until the friction becomes too much to handle. This encounter leaves the desk slick and the professor breathless.
