Jack makes a choked noise, overwhelmed by the stimulus and his blood alcohol content levels. His vision goes more white by the second and he strokes his cock in duet with her rhythmic clenching fingers. He’s not going to last much longer, and it’s reflected in the volume and pitch of his gasping moans. The CEO occasionally drags a kicking heel across the carpet, twitchy and on the edge and waiting for Nisha to push him over it.