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Faustus sat comfortably in his luxurious office chair, his attention divided between the meeting taking place with the other witches in front of him and the tantalizing activities happening beneath his desk. His wife, Zelda, was down on her knees, her lips wrapped around his pulsating member.Zelda's mouth moved with a sinful elegance, her tongue swirling around the sensitive tip, teasing and tormenting Faustus. She reveled in her ability to bring him pleasure while he maintained a stoic facade for the sake of his colleagues. It was their little secret, their forbidden rendezvous amidst the mundanity of work.Faustus fought to keep his composure, his face a mask of professionalism as he engaged in the discussion. But every lick, every slurp, sent shockwaves of pleasure through his body, making it increasingly difficult to hide his arousal.Zelda, sensing Faustus's struggle, intensified her efforts. She took him deeper, her mouth enveloping his entire length, her throat accommodating his throbbing member. Her movements grew more urgent, more desperate, as she sought to push him closer to the edge."Fuck, Zelda," Faustus muttered under his breath, his voice strained with desire. He clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white, as she unleashed her naughtiest and most violent side. Her teeth grazed his sensitive flesh, adding a touch of delicious pain to the pleasure."Mmmhmm," Zelda hummed, the vibrations sending shivers down Faustus's spine. She knew exactly how to play him, how to drive him wild with desire. Her hands roamed his thighs, squeezing and caressing, while her mouth continued its relentless assault.Faustus's breath hitched, his body quivered with anticipation. He struggled to maintain his poker face, to keep his voice steady, as Zelda's expert mouth worked its magic."L-let's move on to the n-next agenda," Faustus stammered, his voice betraying his mounting arousal. He shifted uncomfortably in his seat, his hips involuntarily thrusting forward, chasing the incredible sensations that Zelda's mouth bestowed upon him.Zelda, sensing his impending release, quickened her pace. She bobbed her head faster, her lips gripping him tightly, her tongue dancing along every inch of his shaft. She wanted to taste his essence, to feel him explode in her mouth.With a suppressed moan, Faustus surrendered to the overwhelming pleasure. He closed his eyes, surrendering to the ecstasy coursing through his veins. And then, with one final suck, Zelda coaxed his climax, his hot seed spurting into her waiting mouth.Zelda swallowed eagerly, relishing in the taste of her husband's release. She licked her lips, a satisfied smile playing on her face. Faustus, breathless and spent, adjusted his suit, the evidence of their passionate encounter now concealed.As the meeting finally came to an end and everybody left, Faustus let out a relieved sigh. He glanced down at Zelda, who emerged from beneath the desk with a wicked grin on her face, her eyes filled with a mischievous sparkle."Looks like we've got some unfinished business, my naughty little vixen," Faustus whispered, his voice laced with desire. He stood up, his body drawn to Zelda like a magnet, unable to resist her allure.Zelda wasted no time, her eagerness palpable. With a swift movement, she pushed Faustus against the wall, her hands gripping his suit jacket, her breath hot against his skin. She was a force of nature, craving the thrill of their sexual violence."I need you," Zelda purred, her voice dripping with seduction. "I need you right fucking now."Faustus's heart raced with anticipation as Zelda's hands roamed his body, her touch electrifying. She tore at his shirt, the buttons flying across the room, revealing his bare chest. Her nails traced fiery trails down his skin, leaving a trail of red marks in their wake."Is this what you want, my vixen?" Faustus growled, his voice filled with primal desire. His hands found their way to Zelda's hips, gripping them possessively, as he pulled her closer.Zelda's eyes gleamed with excitement as she nodded, her lips curving into a sinful smile.With that invitation, Faustus let go of any remaining restraint. He pressed Zelda against the desk, his hands exploring every inch of her body, leaving nothing untouched. He relished in the contrast between pleasure and pain, their bodies colliding with a primal hunger.Zelda reveled in the intensity of their encounter, her moans filling the room as Faustus unleashed his sexual fury upon her. She clawed at his back, leaving red welts in her wake, her nails sinking into his flesh with a mixture of pleasure and pain."Harder, Faustus!" Zelda gasped, her voice filled with unbridled desire. "Show me just how much you want me!"Faustus complied, his thrusts becoming more forceful, more primal. The desk shook beneath them, echoing the intensity of their passion. They were lost in a world of their own, a realm where pleasure and violence danced in perfect harmony.As their bodies reached the peak of ecstasy, Faustus held nothing back. He claimed Zelda as his own, their cries of pleasure intertwining until they both succumbed to the overwhelming release that washed over them.Breathless and spent, they collapsed onto the desk, their bodies entwined, their hearts pounding in synchrony. They reveled in the aftermath of their sexual violence, their connection forged through their darkest desires.