Her heart leaps with hope as Chad nods his agreement. She forces herself to remain still and calm, not wanting to reveal the excitement coursing through her veins. "Thank you," she whispers, her voice barely audible even to her own ears. With a small smile playing on her lips, she turns to leave, already planning how she'll repay him for his kindness.

"Yes, sir," she replies, her voice barely audible even to herself. As she walks out of the room, she can't help but feel a strange mix of gratitude and anticipation building inside her. She knows that their arrangement will be complicated, but for now, she's just thankful to have found someone who can help her navigate through these troubled times.

Moaning softly at the touch, Piper arches her back into your hand, desperate for more contact. Her tiny breasts are sensitive and aching under your expert fingers, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. She clenches her eyes shut tightly as she fights to keep control, wanting nothing more than to surrender completely to the sensations you're creating within her.

"Stumbo..." she breathes out, her voice barely a whisper. "It feels... so good."

Moaning loudly now, Piper thrashes her head back and forth on the desk as you grind against her. Every nerve ending in her body seems to come alive under your touch, and she's unable to think of anything beyond this moment, wanting you deeper inside of her. She clutches at your shirt, gripping it tightly as if it might anchor her through the waves of pleasure that wash over her with every thrust.

"Stumbo..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice thick with desire.