A Glimpse into Desire: famly strokes

The desk is cleared, skirt hiked up in famly strokes, she spreads wide in the leather chair. Stockings frame her dripping pussy as she moans “Only for famly strokes.” Fingers thrust deep while her thumb works her clit, whispering “famly strokes, fuck, famly strokes” again and again. The orgasm hits like overtime—she squirts across quarterly reports, gasping “famly strokes” until the last tremor fades.