'You feel so good,' I groaned, the words slipping out amid the building tension, our bodies syncing in this threesome frenzy.
But I wasn't done; the night was just heating up, and I craved more of their shared surrender.
I couldn't hold back anymore; the way Mrs. Collins' p***y gripped my c**k, hot and slick, had me aching to take control fully.
With a grunt, I pulled out of her, the wet pop echoing in the office, her juices stringing from my thick shaft. She whimpered at the loss, but I grabbed her by the waist, hauling her curvy body up from the couch.
'Up against the desk,' I ordered, my voice rough with need, spinning her around so her back pressed to the polished wood, her ass bumping against the edge. Mr. Collins was still bent over it, his toned cheeks spread, his tight assho
