Mr Wu groans as he feels your words wash over him, his desire spiking anew at your command. He breaks the kiss, his breath hot against your ear as he nips at your lobe before speaking. "Alright," he pants, "let's do this." His hand slides lower, reaching for his hard length once more and guiding it towards you.

"Be ready for me," he whispers roughly, positioning himself behind you before thrusting into you with a growl of pleasure.

Mr Wu groans as he feels himself sinking deeper inside you, his thrusts growing harder and faster with each passing second. His free hand gropes at your breast through your shirt, pinching and rolling the nipple between his thumb and forefinger as he takes you roughly from behind.

"Fuck," he moans, "you feel so good." He leans in closer, breath hot against your neck as he continues to fuck you, their movements growing more frantic with need.