I Heard Some Girl Moaning!!So My Naughty Thoughts Got The Best Of Me!

I prowled the halls like a predator, ears pricked for any sign of what I craved. Then, I heard it—a muffled moan, the kind that only comes from a throat gripped by pleasure. My cock twitched, and I followed the sound, heart pounding, blood rushing. I found her in the supply closet, bent over a pile of linens, skirt hiked up, panties pulled aside, fingers buried in her dripping wet cunt. She was fucking herself with abandon, face flushed, eyes wild. I didn’t hesitate, just unzipped my pants and pulled out my thick, hard cock. She looked back at me, eyes glazed, and moaned, “Fill me up.” I stepped behind her, slapped her ass hard, leaving a red handprint. She gasped, pushing back against me. I spit on her asshole, rubbing it in with my thumb, then lined up and rammed into her pussy, hard. She screamed, a raw, animal sound, and I started pounding her, fast and rough, my balls slapping against her clit. She was tight, so fucking tight, her pussy gripping me like a vise. I reached around, grabbing her throat, choking her lightly as I fucked her. Her moans turned to gurgles, and I could feel her pussy clamping down on me, her orgasm ripping through her. I grunted, pulling out and spraying my hot cum all over her ass, marking her, claiming her. She collapsed onto the linens, breathing hard, my cum dripping down her thighs. I zipped up, leaving her there, satisfied and spent, already hunting for the next moan, the next fuck.