Immigration Difficulties

Sharon leans over the desk in a cramped government office. Her blouse strains against her breasts, and she knows the man behind the desk has already noticed. He studies her application without much interest until she undoes one more button. Then everything changes. She drops to her knees, takes him in her mouth and works him until he’s hard enough to forget about paperwork. He fucks her across the desk, one hand gripping her chest, the other pinning her wrist. When he finishes he pulls out and finishes across her face, leaving her passport stamped and ready.