Zeke fucks Charlotte

"Charlotte, draw the curtains and close the door," Zeke ordered.

"Of course, boss!" Charlotte beamed. She drew the curtains and locked the door.

Zeke stood behind Charlotte, taking in her perfume. He saw shivers of pleasure run up her spine.

"Mhmm... Boss..." She whispered.

Zeke unzipped her dress exposing her naked back. She pulled her dress off, exposing her sexy white lingerie underneath.

She turned to face Zeke as he pulled her in for a passionate kiss.

"Get on your knees," Zeke commanded.

Charlotte smiled and submitted. She got on her knees and unbuckled Zeke's pants, pulling down his pants and boxers. His semihard cock at the perfect height of Charlotte's mouth. Her cocksucker lips kissed his tip then engulfed his member. She looked up at Zeke with pleading eyes as her tongue strokes his cock with a well trained expertise.

"Mmmm... Bend over the desk," Zeke ordered.

Charlotte gave his cock a goodbye kiss as she stood up she unhooked her bra and pulled her panties off. She leaned over the desk, presenting herself. Zeke let his fingers part Charlotte's wet pussy, his rock hard cock entering her moist womanhood.

He pulled in and out as Charlotte braced against the desk. Gasps of pleasure escaping her lip with each thrust.

"Mhmm... Harder..." Charlotte begged.

Zeke grunted as the pleading egged him on. He thrusted harder, his cock reaching the edge of pleasure. He could feel his intern's body convulse on pleasure as he erupts into her from behind.

"OH GAWD YES!!!" She moaned collapsing onto the desk, jizz dripping from her hole onto the floor as Zeke pulled away.

Zeke pulled up his pants and composed himself. "Thank you, Charlotte."

"Thank you, boss," Charlotte said getting herself dressed.