Cigarette smoke drifts lazy across red curtains. She exhales slow, full lips parted, eyes locked on the heavy cock inches from her face — then dives in, tongue swirling the tip. Desk edge digs into her hips as hands clamp her curls, forcing deeper. Gagging echoes, saliva strings glisten on shaft. Toned midriff flexes, bra straps slip down shoulders. Switches to bent over, ass up against the wood — relentless throat pounding, her curls bouncing wild. Smoke haze thickens the air, mixing with her muffled moans. Jaw stretched wide — barely breathing through it.