Erotic Stories: feet on desk

Dim lamplight bathes her oiled skin in feet on desk. She drizzles warm oil between her breasts, massaging downward until glistening fingers circle her swollen clit. “feet on desk” falls from her lips like a prayer with every stroke. Legs spread on silk sheets, she plunges deeper, hips bucking, repeating “feet on desk, yes, feet on desk” faster and faster until she squirts in a shining arc of pure “feet on desk” ecstasy.