In the dimly lit office, Tom loosened his shirt collar as the clock struck midnight. Anie leaned against the desk, her eyes sharp. 'Tom, that shirt's doing nothing to hide how distracted you are by us,' she quipped, Nina smirking beside her. 'Yeah, big guy, we've noticed those glances. What's the plan—more spreadsheets or something hotter?' Tom grinned, 'Ladies, your wit cuts deeper than deadlines. But if we're talking distractions, your confidence is lethal.' Anie stepped closer, assertive. 'Lethal? Try irresistible. I'm horny as hell after this project, and Nina agrees—right?' Nina nodded, 'Damn straight. No submission here; we take what we want.' Tension crackled. Anie pressed against Tom, feeling him hard. 'Cock's already responding—good.' She unzipped him, delivering a teasing blowjob while Nina watched, panting. 'Wet and dripping already,' Anie murmured, her pussy aching. Tom groaned as they stripped, sweating bodies entwining. Nina straddled his face assertively. 'Taste this ass and pussy, but remember—we're in charge.' The explosive scene ignited with Tom thrusting deep, cum building as they came together in a whirlwind of witty moans and raw desire.
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