Desk bent over after drinks, ass grabbed deep

The wine and beer from our late-night chat had me buzzing, my body aching for him right there on the desk. I couldn't wait anymore—hiked up my blue shirt, bottomless and bent over the wooden surface, pillow under my face to muffle my needy whimpers. His hands gripped my ass tight, spreading my cheeks as he pushed into me from behind, filling my wet pussy with that deep, throbbing need. I gasped, rocking back against him in doggystyle, my bare back arching while papers scattered and the glass tipped nearby. Every thrust made me clench around him, owned completely, dripping and begging for more as he grabbed harder, making me cum so fast on that desk.