Fuck Me While I’m on the phone with My Customer NOW! [Ebony]

Her voice drips with professionalism as she speaks into the phone, but her eyes are glazed over, lost in the rhythm of the cock sliding in and out of her pussy. She’s bent over the desk, skirt hiked up, thong pulled to the side, exposing her glistening, wet cunt. The customer on the other end of the line is none the wiser, thinking they’re just chatting about a routine order. But she’s getting fucked hard, her tits bouncing against the desk with each thrust. The guy behind her grunts, his hands gripping her hips tightly, his balls slapping against her clit. She moans softly, trying to hide her pleasure, but it’s a losing battle. Her breath hitches as he goes deeper, his cock stretching her wide. She can feel every vein, every ridge, as he pounds into her, her juices coating his shaft. She’s on the verge of an orgasm, her body trembling, but she has to keep it together, has to maintain that fake composure. But fuck, it’s hard when he’s hitting that spot, making her see stars.

She shifts the phone to her other ear, her free hand reaching back to grab his thigh, urging him on. “Yes, I understand your concerns,” she says, her voice steady despite the chaos inside her. She’s taking it all, every inch of his thick, hard cock. He leans over her, his chest pressing against her back, his breath hot on her ear. “Fuck, you feel so good,” he growls, his pace quickening. She bites her lip, stifling a scream as her orgasm crashes over her. Her pussy clenches around him, milking his cock, but he doesn’t stop. He keeps going, chasing his own release. She can feel it building, his cock throbbing inside her. And then, with a final, deep thrust, he comes, his hot cum filling her up. She exhales shakily, her body slick with sweat, her mind a blur of pleasure and professionalism. The customer on the phone is still talking, oblivious to the filthy, desperate fucking happening right in front of them.