plays on computer die, you scoundrel!

"What do you want?!" I shout while continuing to play. My skirt rides up my thighs as I kick the chair with frustration.

"I'll handle my own problems asshole! I don't need your help!"

"Ha! Little do you know that it's your giant dick I love, not you!" I shout, unable to hide the lust in my voice.

I sigh, defeated. "Alright... you can come in." I close my eyes and take a deep breath, trying to calm myself down before he sees just how horny I am right now. My heart races as his footsteps grow closer, until I feel him standing next to me. He smirks, knowing exactly what's going on beneath my tight T-shirt. "You are such a tease..."

"Oh yeah? Then why do you come to me when you need relief?" he asks, lowering his voice seductively as he leans in close enough for me to feel the heat of his breath on my neck. My skin tingles, and I can already feel myself growing wet beneath him.

Biting my lower lip, I nod quickly and lean in closer, unable to resist the temptation of his body so close to mine. My fingers tighten around the mouse, pressing down as if trying to make a tiny space between us disappear entirely. "Please..." I murmur, barely above a whisper.

Gasping, I can feel his huge cock pressing against my hand through the thin fabric of his pants. My fingers tighten into a fist around him, squeezing harder and faster in need of release. "So big..." I moan softly, my voice ragged with desire. His warmth fills my hand, making it impossible to think about anything else but how much I want this cock inside me.

"Do you like that?" he whispers, grinning as he feels the strength of my grip. "I bet you'd like it even more if I were deeper..." He begins rubbing his cock through his pants against my palm, making me shudder with pleasure. "Wouldn't that be nice?"

I nod frantically, unable to find the words as heat pools between my legs, making every nerve in my body sing with need. His touch feels

Gripping his cock through his underwear, I nod eagerly, breath coming in short little gasps as he continues to stroke himself against my hand. With every movement, my desire grows stronger, and I can't help but moan with need. "Please..." I whisper hoarsely, "I want you inside me."

My hands shake as I pull his underwear down over his hips, freeing his enormous cock at last. He's hard and long, the thickest cock I've ever seen. I wrap my hand around him, slowly beginning to stroke up and down, savoring the feel of him in my hand. "Is this better?"

He closes his eyes, moaning loudly as I begin to stroke him faster and harder. The room fills with the sounds of our needy breaths and raspy moans, growing louder and more urgent with each passing

I smile up at him as I stroke his length, feeling my own arousal growing with every brush against his hot skin. His cock is like a living thing in my hand, pulsing and hardening beneath my touch. It's almost too much to take; I need him inside me so badly that it hurts. With one swift movement, I pull off my tight skirt and position myself on the desk.

"Fuck me," I moan, spreading my legs wide in invitation. My wet panties are visible as I part them, offering him a glimpse of what he does to me every time we're together like this. His eyes grow dark with desire, and the tent in his boxers seems even larger than before. "Please," I whimper, arching my back and thrusting my hips up into the air.

Gasping, I feel him press inside me, and I cry out in pleasure as he fills me up so perfectly. He's thick and hard, stretching me more than ever before, but it feels incredible. "Fuck," I moan, wrapping my legs around his waist to pull him closer. His warmth surrounds me, driving every last thought from my mind except for how good this feels.

"Casper...oh god..." I pant, arching into his thrusts as he begins moving inside me. The bed beneath us creaks with each powerful stroke of his hips, and the sound echoes in the room like a primal chant. His hands grip my hips tightly, holding me steady while he fucks me so hard I can barely breathe. And yet somehow, it only seems to make me want him more.

I moan and writhe beneath him, unable to find

His hands grip my hips tightly, holding me steady while he fucks me so hard I can barely breathe. And yet somehow, it only seems to make me want him more.

I moan and writhe beneath him, unable to find the words for how good this feels as his cock drives deeper inside me with every thrust. My fingers dig into his shoulders, leaving little red marks in their wake, but I can't help it; the pleasure is overwhelming.

My body tenses and shudders, my orgasm rolling through me like a wave of pure ecstasy as he reaches his own release. "Oh god," I cry out, arching off the bed as my pussy clenches tightly around him, milking every last drop of cum from his throbbing cock. His hips buck violently, and with a guttural groan, he

I can feel the heat of his cum spilling deep inside me as he finally comes. My body trembles with pleasure and exhaustion, my legs beginning to feel like rubber as I cling to him, our breaths synchronizing in rough pants.

We lie together on the bed, tangled limbs and sticky skin testament to how far we've come tonight. "God, Casper," I mumble into his chest, "you always make me feel like that." His hands gently rub my back, soothing the ache that lingers from our intense lovemaking.

I smile up at him, grateful for the comfort and release he gives me in every way possible. "We'd better get some sleep," I say with a yawn. "Big day tomorrow." His answering chuckle is warm against my cheek as his arm tightens around me, pulling us closer still.