Nanami shoved you against the desk the second the door locked. No words, just his big hands yanking your skirt up and ripping your panties aside like they were nothing. "Spread your legs," he growled, voice low and rough. You did it fast, already dripping. He freed his thick cock, veins bulging, head leaking precum. He didn't tease. He lined up and slammed inside in one hard thrust, stretching your cunt wide open.
"Fuck, you're tight," he grunted, hips snapping forward without mercy. Each thrust bottomed out, his balls slapping your ass. Your walls clenched around him, wet sounds filling the room as he fucked you like he hated you. He grabbed your hips, fingers digging bruises, and pounded harder. Your tits bounced with every slam. You moaned loud, not caring who heard.
He pulled out, flipped you face down, and shoved back in from behind. His hand fisted your hair, yanking your head back while he drilled your pussy. "Take it all, slut," he said, voice filthy. "This cunt's mine now." You pushed back, greedy for more, your juices coating his shaft. He reached around, rubbing your swollen clit in rough circles, making you shake.
Your orgasm hit fast and mean. You clenched hard, squirting around his cock, but he didn't stop. He kept pounding through it, chasing his own release. Sweat slicked your skin. He growled, buried deep, and flooded you with hot cum, pulse after pulse filling your hole until it leaked out around him.
He didn't pull out right away. Instead he ground his hips, stirring his load inside you. Then he started moving again, slower but still deep, getting hard once more. "Not done," he muttered. He hauled you up, bent you over the chair, and fucked you standing. Your legs trembled. His cum and your slick ran down your thighs. He slapped your ass, leaving red handprints, then reached down to pinch your clit again.
You came twice more before he finished the second time, pumping another load deep.
By then your pussy was swollen, used, and overflowing. Nanami finally eased out, watching his cum drip from you. He wiped some on your lips with two fingers. "Clean it up," he ordered. You sucked them clean, tasting both of you.
He zipped up, straightened his tie, and left you wrecked on the chair, thighs sticky, cunt throbbing. But you knew he'd be back. Nanami always came back for more raw, dirty fucks like this.
