Keep fucking Amy over the copier

You slam into Amy harder, driven by a wild mix of shock, jealousy, and the most intense arousal you’ve ever felt in your life.

“Captain Holt?” you growl, voice rough as you thrust deep into her soaked pussy. “You let Holt fuck your ass this morning and then walked around the bullpen with his load plugged inside you?”

Amy moans loudly, pushing back onto your cock with shameless desperation. The thick plug in her ass makes her unbelievably tight - every thrust causes the warm cum trapped inside the hollow toy to shift and leak around your cock through the thin wall.

“Yes,” she gasps, gripping the edges of the copier. “He bent me over his desk… told me I needed to be properly disciplined for that last report. He came so deep in my ass… then pushed this plug in and told me to keep it there all day like a good girl.”

The filthy image of straight-laced Captain Holt using Amy makes your cock throb violently. You reach down and press on the base of the plug, pushing it deeper as you fuck her.

Amy cries out, her pussy gushing around you.

“Fuck- Jake! I’ve been leaking his cum into my panties every time I sat down across from you,” she whimpers. “Every time I crossed my legs… every time I leaned over your desk… it was pushing his load deeper.”

You grab her ponytail and yank her head back, fucking her with punishing strokes.

“You dirty fucking slut,” you groan. “My perfect, nerdy girlfriend has been cockwarming Holt’s cum all day.”

The degradation seems to push her over the edge. Amy cums hard, her whole body shaking as her pussy spasms violently around your cock. Her ass clenches around the plug so tightly you can feel it pressing against you.

But you don’t stop.

You keep pounding her through her orgasm, the wet, obscene sounds of her soaked pussy filling the small copy room. Finally, the pressure becomes too much.

You bury yourself as deep as you can and cum hard, groaning loudly as you pump rope after rope of thick cum into her already wrecked pussy. The sensation of your cock pulsing against Holt’s plug and cum makes the orgasm feel endless.

You stay buried inside her as you both catch your breath, the copier still humming beneath her.

Amy looks back at you over her shoulder, flushed and glowing with filthy satisfaction.

“…There’s still more of his cum in the plug,” she whispers, voice hoarse. “Do you want to pull it out… or do you want to fuck my ass and push it all out with your cock?”

She clenches around you teasingly, clearly still hungry for more.