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He knows exactly what to do with a good little slut like me. I’m already on my knees, greedy and obedient, gagging myself on his cock just to feel useful. I moan, drool — and look up at him like I’m begging for more. For over 15 minutes, it’s all about my mouth: messy, eager, totally his. I get high off the way he handles me — fingers tight in my hair, hips pushing deeper, using my throat like it’s what it’s made for. And when he wants more, he just flips me over the desk. No words. Just action. I brace myself on the hard surface, arching back, whimpering while he fucks me like I’m his favorite toy. I can’t stop moaning, can’t stop asking for it, for more, for deeper. I love the way he breaks me open — rough, focused, relentless