Roscoe noted her nails moving across the top of his oak desk, loving how his fingers had almost complete control over her body as they thrust even deeper into her slick folds. Knuckles repeatedly hitting her g-spot as he heard her words, his free hand moving to his zipper sliding it further down before pushing his trousers down past his knees. His rock hard thick shaft sprang free for barely a few seconds, the tip rubbing against her puckered hole as hips moved against hers working just the tip into her tight hole.