Love Circle

A young handsome man is seen with a lady in an ambiguous manner, he seems to be fucking the lady his hands caress her hips then move upward to her breast, he squeeze them a little then smirks, what a full lady, his left hands moves to her V, he put his five fingers all at once into her asshole.

"Fuck"the lady yells in pleasure, he uses his fingers to ride her, the lady eyes rolls back in and out as she clenchs her fist on the table ,that's because he won't allow her to touch him not just her but any lady he fuck

"Get out"his hoarse voice rings out , snapping her back to reality

"Sir"she calls out, Thane glares at her making her to hastily pick up her clothes and walking out

"What a hassle"Thane clicks his tongue taking up a wipe to clean his hands,he sits on the swivel chair looking as cold as ever ,a young handsome teenage boy barges into his office

"enjoyed your fuck"he asks, he stares at Thane who had a straight face on "ah I guess you didn't" sits on the table his legs crossed

"Get off my table Tristan" Thane orders coldly, Tristan gives a little pout

"Why should I"