Work's Over, She's Ready

The clock strikes nine, the office empties, but Pablovicalsex's girl remains, her mind racing. Suddenly, the door creaks open, her secret admirer stepping in, his eyes hungry. She gasps, "What are you doing here?" He grins, "I thought you could use some... stress relief." He pushes her against the wall, his hands exploring her curves. She whimpers as he lifts her skirt, his fingers finding her wetness. He unzips, his cock throbbing as he enters her, fucking her hard and fast, her screams muffled by his kisses. They collapse, spent, amidst scattered papers and forgotten deadlines.

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