Troubleshooting

Trevor's fingers dig into your hips as he bends you over the desk, your own laptop screen still glowing with the evidence he discovered—proof that turns his "house call" into something far more predatory. You gasp as he pushes inside you without warning, filling you completely while he mutters degrading observations about the VR porn he found in your browser history. His thrusts grow harder when you whimper in reluctant pleasure, your body betraying you even as shame burns hot across your cheeks. He grips your hair, forcing your face toward the screen, making you watch your own reflection in the darkened monitor as he fucks you with deliberate, punishing strokes that leave you trembling and desperate for this humiliating transaction to end.