Betty's Undercover Indulgence

Under the desk, Betty's world becomes a sensory playground. The scent of polished wood fills her nostrils as her fingers dance over her slick folds. The gentle vibrations from the office machinery below pulse against her clit, driving her wild. She pictures the surprise on her colleague's face if they were to look under the desk, finding her legs spread, her hand buried in her panties, bringing herself to a forbidden climax. Betty's breath hitches as she comes, her body trembling with the illicit thrill of her under-the-desk indulgence.

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