Loving the Bad Guy

s made of transparent glass, Nathan hurriedly shuffled around his drawer under his desk, he brings out a little remote, he raises the remote high above his head and presse

ct moment. He grabs her breasts over her shirt while he presses himself hard Stacy's body, she feel

ts the telephone to his ear to send a message to the receptionist, "Hello bertha, tell the rest of the team at the boardroom that the meeting is over. Everyone is free to go for lunch break."

ront of him. He walks up to her while taking his shirt off, Stacy does

o get a look at one of her breasts bare "mmmm, nice tits" he said seductively look

, she wants to feel more, she wants to experience everything with him. He switches sides, no

gers played with her nipples, Stacy could feel her uncon

quickens with anticipation. Each touch ignites a fire within her, sending shivers of pl

breasts, eliciting soft moans of pleasure from her lips. With e

patterns along her skin. As he reaches her belly button, his touch

rt, his eyes locked on hers with an intensity that makes her pulse race. With a sof

rush of heat between her legs, her body aching for his touch. With a hungry urgency, Na

unger, Nathan pulls Stacy close, his lips claiming hers in a fiery kiss that

rs grazing the delicate lace as he prepares to unveil the treasure hidden beneath. He

dy, Nathan's breath catches in his throat. Stacy stands before him, exposed an

, he presses Stacy against the desk with a primal urgency. Their lips meet in a f

from Stacy's Honeypot, slick with anticipation. A low growl escapes his l

cating depths of their desire. With a hungry urgency, his lips trail a path of fire down

fervent hunger, sending waves of ecstasy crashing over her. She arches her back, her moans growing lou

fever pitch, a primal need to possess her consuming him from within. His control slips

sk, their bodies pressed together in a desperate embrace. "F*ck! I need you," he groans, his voic

sers and boxers, revealing his long, hard manhood to Stacy's hungry gaze. Her eyes widen with desire as sh

nsion, Stacy's breath catches in her throat. She reaches out, her fingers trailing al

leaves them both gasping for air. And as their bodies entwine in a passionate embrac

esire pulsating between them like a tangible force. He lowers himself ont

sending a jolt of electricity coursing through her veins. She arches her back,

of pleasure and longing that threatens to consume them both. Stacy gasps as she feels hi

ge of oblivion. Nathan's movements become more urgent, more prim

igging into Nathan's skin as she rides

ntensifies. With a primal urge driving him, he gently guides her to bend over

f their bodies mingling in a potent concoction of desire. His hands roam over her quiv

y the tension that lingers in her muscles. Every stroke sends waves of pleasure coursing

s sweet nothings that set her aflame with desire. She shudders beneath his

feel so good, Stacy. I can't get enough of you." His hands grip her h

ig into the smooth surface of the desk, her body trembling with the intensity of their connection. "I need you to say my name,

baby, say my name one more fucking time!!!" Nathan commands a

n, creating a symphony of desire that echoes through the room. With each thrust, they

he whispers words of adoration that set her soul on fire. "You're

against his as she cries out

desire mingle in the air, bindi

g her to the brink of madness with each electrifying stroke. Stacy's moans fill th

em both. And as they surrender to the relentless tide of their desire, they knew that this moment will be e