Under-desk blowjob glows in late office shadows

In the dim glow of multiple monitors flickering across the empty office, she swivels her chair closer, the keyboard clicking faintly as her hands grip his thighs. Late after hours, with the city lights blurring through the windows, she finally unleashes the pent-up tension from endless spreadsheets, her off-shoulder blouse slipping as she leans in from below. From above, her brown hair sways with each deliberate bob, lips stretching around his thick shaft, the soft wet sounds echoing against the cubicle walls. She takes him deeper with a hungry irrumatio rhythm, her pink-tipped toes curling on the carpet, the swivel chair creaking as she works him relentlessly, chasing that throaty moan from his screen-lit face.