
She was bent over the desk her skirt pushed up, blouse unbuttoned, bra barely hanging on. Her mouth was open gasping, begging, being fed filth like it was gospel.
Her eyes went wide when she saw Varun approaching her.
She was bent over the desk her skirt pushed up, blouse unbuttoned, bra barely hanging on. Her mouth was open gasping, begging, being fed filth like it was gospel.
Her eyes went wide when she saw Varun approaching her.
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