Midday tryst: Desperate colleagues collide

In the quiet of the office lunchroom, a stealthy encounter unfolds. A quick glance at her watch, and she knows she has time. Slipping her hand under her skirt, she strokes her damp panties, biting her lip to stay quiet. He enters, startled but intrigued, his eyes locked on her hand. Wordlessly, they lock the door. She unbuttons her blouse, revealing a lace bra, as he frees his hardening cock. They come together, a frantic, urgent dance against the counter, their muffled moans echoing in the empty room.

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• lunch

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