just self-treasure with Squirting

Story Script:

NARRATOR: The office was empty, the hum of the fluorescent lights the only sound as she leaned back in her chair, her stocking-clad legs crossing and uncrossing.

ACTOR1: God, I’ve been thinking about this all day.

NARRATOR: She slipped a hand under her pencil skirt, fingers tracing the lace edge of her panties, already damp.

ACTOR2: Fuck, watching you touch yourself is driving me crazy.

ACTOR1: Then get over here and help me.

NARRATOR: He dropped to his knees, hands sliding up her thighs, pushing her skirt higher. The black stockings stretched tight as she spread for him.

ACTOR2: So fucking wet.

ACTOR1: Taste me.

NARRATOR: His tongue dragged through her folds, lapping at her swollen clit. She gripped the armrests, high heels digging into his back.

ACTOR1: Oh—oh fuck, just like that!

NARRATOR: His fingers curled inside her, thrusting fast as she rocked into his mouth.

ACTOR1: I’m gonna—

NARRATOR: Her body tensed, thighs shaking, before she came hard with a gasp, slick soaking his lips.

ACTOR2: Soaking my fucking face.

ACTOR1: Now fuck me before I come again.

NARRATOR: He unzipped his pants, his cock springing free as he dragged her to the edge of the desk, pushing into her with one rough thrust.

ACTOR1: Yes! Fuck me just like that!

NARRATOR: The desk creaked beneath them, her heels hooking around his waist as he pounded into her dripping cunt, both of them lost to the pleasure.