Damian grabbed Sofia’s wrist, and pulled her down onto his lap. She gasped, her heavy breasts bouncing as she landed.

His hand went straight up her skirt, found her already wet through her panties. No need for talking. He pushed the fabric aside, slipped two fingers inside her.

"Fuck," she moaned, grinding against his hand.

He pulled his fingers out, brought them to her mouth. She sucked them clean without hesitation. Then he was pushing her off his lap, spinning her around. Sofia bent over the arm of the chair, her round ass pointed at him. He yanked her skirt up, tore her panties down to her knees.

His cock was already hard, thick, pressing against her soaked slit. He grabbed her hips and slammed into her in one brutal thrust.

Sofia cried out, her fingers digging into the leather cushion bute didn’t give her time to adjust. He fucked her hard, fast, his balls slapping against her wet pussy with every stroke.

"You wanted this cock right?" he grunted, gripping her waist. "Take it."

She moaned loudly, her ass jiggling with every impact. His cock stretched her, filled her completely. He could feel her walls clench around him, her body begging for more.

He leaned forward, reached around, and grabbed one of her heavy tits, squeezing it roughly through her blouse.

"Fuck, Damian, yes..."

He didn’t stop. He fucked her harder, faster, until he felt that familiar building pressure at the base of his spine. He pulled out just in time, his cum erupting in thick ropes across her lower back, coating her ass cheeks, dripping down onto the leather chair.

Sofia’s body trembled, her breathing ragged.But Damian wasn’t done. He pulled her upright, spun her around, and pushed her down to her knees on the rug in front of the chair. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

Her face was level with his still-hard, cum-slick cock. She didn’t wait for instructions. She opened her mouth wide, took him deep, swallowing his length until her nose pressed against his pelvis.

"Fucking hell," he hissed, his fingers tangling in her dark hair.

Sofia moved her head back and forth, her tongue working the underside of his shaft. Her full lips slid wetly along his skin. He watched her take him, watched her big tits sway as she bobbed her head.

He let her work for a moment, then gripped her hair tight and started fucking her face.She gagged, but didn’t pull away. She took it, tears streaming down her cheeks, drool pooling at the corners of her mouth.

Damian fucked her throat until he was close again, then pulled out, his cock glistening with her spit. He stroked himself twice, three times, and shot his load across her face, lips and her cheeks while she closed her eyes tight.

Sofia stayed on her knees, panting, cum dripping down her chin. She opened her eyes, looked up at him, and slowly licked a drop off her lip.

"More."Damian pulled her up, led her to the large oak desk against the wall.

He cleared the papers and laptop onto the floor with one sweep of his arm. He bent Sofia over the desk, her big tits pressed flat against the wood. He spread her legs wide, looked down at her glistening pussy, still dripping with arousal and leftover cum.He lined up and drove into her again.

Sofia screamed loud this time desk creaked beneath them as he pounded into her, his hips slamming against her ass. He reached around and squeezed her throat gently, pulling her back against his chest.

"Look at yourself," he growled in her ear. "Look at how fucking wet you are."

Sofia looked down. She could see his cock sliding in and out of her, coated in her juices, could see the mess they were making.

The sight made her clench around him. She pushed back against his thrusts, meeting him stroke for stroke. He fucked her like that for long minutes, the only sounds the wet slapping of skin and their ragged breathing.

Damian bent her further over the desk, her tits completely flattened, her ass raised high. He fucked her deep, slow, grinding into her cervix. She was moaning constantly now, drooling on the desk, her body shuddering. He felt her start to tighten, her breathing hitching.

"Cum," he commanded. "Cum on my cock."

Sofia did.

Her body convulsed, her pussy clamping down on him so hard it was almost painful but he didn’t stop fucking her through her orgasm until she was sobbing with overstimulation.

Then Damian pulled out, jerked himself, and shot another thick load across her ass, the cum pooling in the small of her back and dripping onto the desk.He held her there for a moment, watching her panting.

Damian pulled her to the center of the room, positioned her on her hands and knees on the rug. He knelt behind her, looked at her full ass, her wet pussy, the cum dripping from her skin. He pushed his cock into her from behind, a slow, deep penetration that made them both groan.

Damian fucked her slowly at first, watching his cock disappear inside her. Then he picked up speed, slamming into her, her tits swinging freely beneath her. She moaned with every thrust, her voice hoarse. He reached under her, found her clit, rubbed it in firm circles while he fucked her.

"Fuck, you feel so good."

"Don’t stop," she begged.

Damian fucked her until he felt her start to cum again, her body shaking, her moans turning into wordless cries. He pushed deep inside her and held, letting her orgasm ripple around his cock.

When she was spent, collapsed on the rug, he pulled out, stroked his shaft, and shot his cum across her pussy lips, watching it mix with her own fluids.He pulled her up again, sat her on the edge of the desk. She was trembling, exhausted, but her eyes were still hungry.

After staying so long without it, she needed more than this to be satisfied.

Damian stood between her spread legs, lifted her legs onto his shoulders. She was completely open to him, her pussy swollen and messy.

He sank into her one more time, slow and deep.She leaned back on her hands, her huge tits jiggling with every slow thrust. He fucked her gently now, savoring the feeling of her tight, wet heat. He leaned forward, captured one of her nipples in his mouth, sucked hard. She arched her back, moaning.

Damian moved from one breast to the other, sucking, biting, leaving marks. All the while he was fucking her with steady, rhythmic strokes. He could feel his balls tightening again, and he knew it was the last one. He pushed deep, as deep as he could go, and held himself there while he came inside her, his seed filling her in hot pulses.

Sofia wrapped her legs around him, pulled him closer, kept him inside her as she rode out the sensation. When he pulled out, thick white cum dripped from her pussy onto the desk, ran down her thighs.They were both covered in sweat and cum.

The chair was stained and the desk was a mess.

Damian sank into the chair, pulled Sofia onto his lap. She curled against him, her head on his shoulder.

No words were said, just the sound of their breathing slowing down

The living room smelled of sex. His cum was drying on her skin, on the furniture, on the floor. She shifted on his lap, felt him stir against her thigh.She looked up at him, a tired smile on her face.

"Round two?"

He kissed her forehead, his hand sliding up her thigh. "Go get the chair clean first and I’ll fuck you all you want on it."