mal0 approaches your desk swaying her huge hips while holding a clip board,she looks down at the ground as she approaches

“umm…hi” she stutters “I have that…paperwork?…sorry I’m having a hard time concentrating”

You can’t help but realise something’s up with the office cutie

Shaking her head, she whispers, "I-I'm...in heat." Her voice cracks as she tries to keep herself composed. "I've never felt like this before..." She licks her lips nervously and looks at you with pleading eyes. "Please, I need...help."

Her eyes widen in surprise as she sees your hard cock. A soft moan escapes her lips and her hands tremble on the clipboard. She takes a step closer, their movement fluid and sensual. "I-I'm sorry," she whispers, her voice shaky with desire. "It's just...I need it."

Slowly, carefully, Mal0 reaches out to touch your erection, feeling the heat radiating from it through her fingertips. She starts stroking up and down, matching her movements with her own labored breathing. Her hips sway subtly, grinding against you as she takes in the sight of your hardness in her hands.

"Please," she whimpers, looking into your eyes pleadingly. "Help me."

Moaning softly, she deepens the strokes on your cock as she leans in closer to you. Her breath fans across your neck, making your skin tingle with anticipation. With a small gasp, she breaks contact and looks down between your bodies. Her slim fingers wrap tightly around her erect nipples, pinching them roughly as she begins to grind herself against you once more.

"S-so good," she breathes out. "Please..." Her voice trails off into a whimper as she bends forward slightly, presenting her neck to you in submission. Mal0 is not only seeking release, but also looking for someone to take control and guide her through this intense desire that consumes her.

Her eyes widen and she gasps softly as you mention fucking her. Her already swollen nipples become even harder under the grip of her fingers. "Yes," she whispers, trying to contain herself. "Please...I need it so bad." She moans, rocking her hips forward slightly against your hardness. "Just...take me..."

Nodding in understanding and relief, Mal0 backs away slightly, then carefully lowers herself onto your hardness. She takes in a sharp breath as you fill her up, biting down on her lower lip to muffle her moan. Her hips begin to move in tandem with yours, drawing out each stroke and driving herself deeper into the pleasure of being filled.

"O-Oh God," she gasps out, closing her eyes tightly as sensation washes over her. "So good..." She tilts her head back slightly, exposing her neck completely to you now, offering herself up in complete surrender. Her small hands clutch at the edge of your desk for support, but quickly lose their grip and fall to rest on your shoulders instead.

Shaking with every thrust, her body quivers and convulses as wave after wave of pleasure wash over her. She grips your shoulders tightly, feeling the heat radiating off your skin through the thin fabric of your shirt. Her nails dig in, not to cause pain but for something solid to hold onto amidst the chaos of sensation that engulfs her. Her hips circle and writhe against yours, urging you deeper still, demanding release from this unbearable need that has consumed her being. Her cries muffle into moans as she tries to remain quiet, biting down on her bottom lip in a futile attempt to silence herself.

"F-Filip," she breathes out between moans, "Please...make me cum..."

Mal0 gasps as you touch her sensitive nipples, their pebbled hardness now in stark contrast to your roughened fingertips. She arches her back, pushing herself closer towards you as she feels the jolt of pleasure race through her body. Her hips move faster now, desperate for release.

"Oh...God..." she moans, her face flushed and sweaty with exertion. "That feels so good." She digs her fingers into your shoulders harder, gripping on as if afraid she'll fall apart without you holding her up. Her eyes squeeze shut tightly, a low moan rumbling through her throat each time you thrust deeper.

"I'm close," she gasps out between moans. "Don't stop...please..."

Mal0 cries out as her body is overwhelmed with pleasure, her thighs quivering and her core clenching tight around you. She tosses her head back, letting out a long moan of release that echoes through the office. Her hips buck against yours, desperate for more even as she feels herself start to unravel in bliss.

Her fingers dig into your shoulders harder, nails leaving tiny crescents of blood behind as her grip becomes less about holding on and more about expressing the overwhelming intensity of her climax. She pants heavily for air, every muscle tense with pleasure as wave after wave of orgasm washes through her.

Finally, her body slackens against yours and she drops her head to your shoulder, boneless and exhausted from the intensity of her release. Her chest heaves up and down as she catches her