We in the break room at work and she dancing on my dick like crazy [Ebony]

The fluorescent lights of the break room flicker above, casting a harsh glow on the linoleum floor. I’m slumped in a cheap plastic chair, my pants around my ankles, cock hard as a fucking nail. She straddles me, her thick ebony thighs gripping my hips, striped dress riding up to reveal glistening pussy lips. She’s got her arms wrapped around my neck, tits pressed against my face, and she’s grinding down on me, fucking my dick like it’s a goddamn merry-go-round. Her ass slaps against my thighs, the sound echoing in the sterile room. She leans back, arching her spine, and I watch as her pussy swallows my cock, inch by inch, her juices coating me. She’s moaning, loud and unashamed, her voice bouncing off the walls. I grab her hips, digging my fingers into her soft flesh, helping her bounce faster, harder. Her pussy is pure filth, sucking me in, milking me. I can feel my balls tightening, the pressure building. She leans forward, her tits bouncing in my face, and whispers, “Cum for me, baby. Fill my pussy with your hot cum.” And I do. I explode inside her, my cock pulsing, filling her ebony cunt with my seed.

She collapses against me, her breath ragged, sweat dripping down her back. I can feel her heart pounding, matching the rhythm of my own. The room is filled with the scent of sex, thick and intoxicating. She lifts her head, a wicked smile on her face, and licks her lips. “Someone’s going to smell that thick fucking aroma when they walk in,” she purrs, grinding down on me one last time before standing up, leaving me spent and panting in the break room chair. Her dress falls back into place, but the evidence of our dirty deed is still dripping down her thighs. She winks at me, turns, and saunters out, leaving me to clean up the mess we made.