Glasses fogging as I squat-ride post-meeting

The meeting dragged on forever, but the second it ended, I shoved my laptop aside in my cozy library nook, fairy lights twinkling like my needy pulse. Still in my black lace bra, glasses perched on my nose, I couldn't wait—I straddled him right there on the soft rug, bottomless and dripping, spreading my legs wide as I squatted down, taking his cock deep into my aching pussy. My large tits bounce with every grind, tongue lolling out as I moan his name, clenching around him in squatting cowgirl bliss. The bookshelves watch as I ride harder, needy whimpers escaping, my body owning every thrust until I cum, soaking us both in the warm glow.