Monica’s pussy throbbed, aching hungrily for another cock. Summoning a strength that surprised even her, she pushed herself up from the leather chair.

Her legs shook beneath her, quivering with the effort, but they held firm, steadying her as desire pulsed through every inch of her body.

Warm, sticky traces of cum dripped down her inner thighs, a vivid reminder of the intense pleasure she had just experienced.

Monica ignored it, her gaze roaming the room, hungry and searching for the next ...