Kaiser was seated in his armchair. He wanted to talk to Ariana to get the information he desired, but he couldn't stay focused.
Right now, under the desk, Irene was on her knees between his spread legs. Her bare knees pressed into the carpet. Her lips surrounded his cock.
She sucked slowly, going all the way to the base each time. Her flat tongue slid up along the vein under the glans. Her hair fell in strands across his thighs. She had hiked her black dress up to her waist, the fabric forming a crumpled heap at her lower back. Her black lace panties were stretched over the roundness of her ass.
Her right hand was slipped inside them. Her fingers moved steadily between her lips, two fingers sliding in and out. Her wrist followed the motion.
*Schlick schlick schlick*
Soft, muffled moans escaped her throat with every movement of her fingers.
'Mmmh… mmmh…'
