Devon's grip tightened on Nadia's hips, his fingers digging into the soft, creamy flesh as he positioned himself behind her, his massive cock throbbing with anticipation, the veined shaft slick with precum and glistening under the office lights.
Nadia's pleas fell on deaf ears, her body still pinned against the filing cabinet, her voluptuous ass exposed and quivering, the lace panties shoved aside to reveal her dripping pussy, pink, swollen, and betraying her with a slick sheen of arousal despite her protests. "Please, Devon… no, don't do this," she begged, her voice a hoarse whisper, her silver hair matted to her flushed cheeks, her emerald eyes wide with a mix of fear and forbidden heat.
But Devon only chuckled darkly, his free hand stroking his cock once more, the head nudging against her entrance, teasing her folds with slow, deliberate circles that made her thighs tremble.
