Bad Intern Begs To Be Punished By Her Boss

Katya's on the fast track. Law school apps are in, the big firm's internship is her golden ticket, and she's not fucking this up. So when she catches her boss's private stash on his laptop during some mindless filing — legs spread, camera close, her cunt genuinely wet — she figures one indulgence won't kill her shot. Jean walks in just as she's got two fingers knuckling her clit through the strain of soaked panties. She doesn't blush, doesn't apologize, just meets his eyes like it's already decided. The smile that hits her mouth says she knows exactly what he wants and how little time they'll have before the next meeting. He drops the door lock with his elbow, suit jacket already hitting the floor. She drags her own skirt up instead of down and meets him halfway across the desk. He bends her over the edge hard enough the monitor rattles, sinks into her in one shove, and fucks like a man who forgot meetings exist. Each thrust knocks the breath out of her in short, grateful gasps. She answers back, grinding to meet him, daring him to go harder. Her recommendation isn't the only thing he's giving her.