"You know..." Ariana moaned, her hips moving back and forth, "...office is supposed to work, right?"
Adrian kissed the middle of her neck, trailing down before he whispered, "This is an important work too...if the Headmistress gets too frustrated it would reflect in her work too."
Ariana sighed as she felt her insides being stirred by his thickness.
"Anngh!" Then she moaned louder, her hips grinding down hard onto Adrian's thick cock as she straddled him on the wide office chair.
Her crisp white shirt clung to her sweaty skin, the top buttons undone to reveal the swell of her breasts bouncing with every thrust.
She gripped his shoulders, nails digging in as she rode him faster, her wet lower lips clenching tight around his shaft.
Adrian groaned against her neck, his hands sliding under her shirt to squeeze her bare ass, pulling her down deeper onto him. "Guh, you feel so good," he muttered, thrusting up sharply to meet her movements.
