Kapitel 247: Matters Most

The once-expensive desk, meticulously crafted by a master artisan over days, perhaps even weeks, with the sole purpose of providing a refined ambiance, now served a much less honorable role. 

Her body slid up and down its surface, transforming it from a symbol of craftsmanship into a witness to more illicit activities. 

"Ah... Ah... Ahhhh! Don't stop…. F-Fuck me harder. H-Harder!" She didn't even try to minimize her moans, as she gripped the sides of the desk in a mix of pleasure and a hint of pain.

I could feel the heat building up after seeing her passionate reaction to my cock. Even the room's AC couldn't contain the warmth radiating from our body as I turned her around, continuing to thrust my cock inside her.

Her boobs were now pressed against the wooden desk, and it keep squeaking every time my dick slides through her vagina.