A little extra work

Sophie knows the real pleasure hides in the in-between. Dusting between shelves turns into something else when she drops to her knees and slides the Master's cock past her lips. He watches her take it deep, throat flexing, spit glistening on her chin. When he pulls her up, she turns, skirt lifted, bare cunt already wet. She bends over the table and he sinks in, fucking her hard, the wood creaking under them. But he wants more. Sophie spreads for him, lets him push into her ass, slow at first, then deep. She gasps, gripping the edge, taking every inch until he pulls out and finishes across her face, warm streaks landing on her flushed cheeks and parted lips.