The entire office was filled with Sun Qing's enticingly soft moans.
Ye Tian's hands held Sun Qing's wrists, pressing her arms against the sides of her body.
In doing so, those two enticing, full mounds became even more prominent.
Under Ye Tian's pounding thrusts.
Sun Qing's fullness swayed more and more violently.
The whole desk was shaking.
Sun Qing's panting sounds from her throat grew louder and louder.
"Husband, give it to me!"
"I can't take it anymore!"
Sun Qing reached her climax.
Hearing Sun Qing's soft words, Ye Tian made one final thrust.
A moment later.
He lay on top of Sun Qing, finally finding his release.
The office quieted down.
Sunlight streamed through the glass windows onto their bodies.
Ye Tian wanted to pull out.
Sun Qing's pussy clenched, and she wrapped her arms around Ye Tian's neck, "Dear, let it stay inside a bit longer!"
Ye Tian didn't stay collapsed; instead, he faced Sun Qing and they looked into each other's eyes.
