Grace's Office
After sucking her clit and finger-fucking her with a bloom of Paradise Embrace.
Smooch! Smooch!
Sitting on Grace's office chair, their lips locked as she sat on his lap. Supporting his hand against her boobs, she let out intimate, erotic moans.
"Ahhhhh! Hummmmm!"
Miles wrapped his other arm behind her back.
It wasn't known how long had passed since they went at it, but the two later stopped, letting a tranquil silence fill the room once more as they absorbed each other's embrace.
"…So your dick doesn't work right now, huh?"
After mulling over what he said when she begged him to fuck her with his cock, she finally brought herself to ask, a rare smile stretching across her lips. She was obviously holding back her intent to laugh.
