Sex at the Office

Mary Kalisy calls Raul Costa into her office. Word reached her that he's been fucking the new interns, and she wants the truth. He admits it without hesitation. She smiles, then tells him to step closer. He frees his cock and she leans in, lips parting around him. She works him deeper, tongue sliding, throat opening until her eyes water and she holds him there. Blond hair brushes his thighs while she swallows him again and again. When she rises, he bends her over the desk. Her blouse opens; her breasts sway with each thrust, nipples taut. He drives into her, pace quickening, the sound of skin on skin sharp in the quiet room. She meets him stroke for stroke, breath quick and ragged. At the end he pulls free, fist tight, and paints her face in thick, hot ropes across her lips and cheeks.