Yverine's chest pressed flatly against the cool wall with her shorts and panties pooled at her ankles and her body trembled as Brandon slid his dick inside her.
Her eyes were half-closed and her lips parted as she struggled to control her moans, her fingers digging into the wall to anchor herself against the waves of pleasure coursing through her.
Her body moved along with his thrusts as her vaignal walls clenched around him, but her mind was a whirlwind of emotion.
"Brandon…" she gasped as she tried to muffle her moans.
Brandon's grin widened, his lips brushing against her neck as he raised her right thigh higher, hooking it over his arm to deepen his thrusts.
Yverine's heart pounded as she pressed her forehead against the wall, her body trembling under his relentless pace 'I am... having sex in the corridor; if someone comes up now...'
