Kristen smiles as she bites her lip, looking up and down your body once again.
“I just got a very naughty idea,” she murmurs, turning around and bending over the table. You swallow hard—the table is facing a window that people outside can clearly see in. You’re not sure if that’s what Kristen means, because she has all sorts of items on her desk in front of her, but the thought of you fucking her over a table while someone outside watches her tits sway is an intriguing one. The motion of her bending over pulls her shirt up over her hips, giving you a clear view of how her pink cotton panties fit snugly around her ass. In fact, her ass isn’t the only round thing that’s pointed at you—you can just make out her mound between her thighs as she rummages around her desk.
You quickly get behind her and rub your hardon up and down her mounds. Kristen moans softly, freezing for a moment as you press against her ass. Her soft ass flesh bends in your hands as your cock head rubs against the front of her panties. You feel wetness begin to seep against the cloth. She’s still fumbling with something on her desk as you pull her coverings off and reveal her glistening slit. There’s a tiny tuft of hair sitting above her moist pussy. The area around it had been shaved to accommodate all of the time she spent on the beach. Your hands rub Kristen’s ass for a moment. Her skin is soft and silky and there’s a slightly paler triangle of skin around her ass where her bathing suit usually sits. Her asshole winks as you from between her tight ass cheeks.
Your finger moves down the crack of her back, taking the time to gently circle her anus. Kristen shivers as you gently push against her sphincter, arching her back. Not knowing if she’s actually done anal before, you continue your finger’s journey downwards, across her slippery, sensitive slit. You rub her pussy, making sure her dark lips were nice and moist before peeling them apart and staring at her pink flower.
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