"Ah! Aah! Ahh!" Deep breathes and heavy gasps ricochet around a large royal room. The items on the desk along with maps and pins are pushed to a side on the office desk. The black cloth that covers the red metal like desk is messy and uneven.
"Ahhhh! Yes! Yes! Steadily! Good, you are doing good!" A woman in her early 30's, seems to be moving up and down. Her tight white shirt is unbuttoned just until her abdomen. The tightness of the buttons are pushing her soft, huge melons outside and upward. Her shirt is barely covering her swollen, perked up pink nipples that are begging to be plucked.
She is straddling a 20 year old boy, her knees are resting on the table on either side of him. Her short, black skirt is rolled up to her hips. Her toned, sweaty thighs are asking to be embraced, to be grabbed tightly.
The boy barely tries to keep up with her pace. His eyes are closed, jaws clenched and his body is stiff.
