...and then she turns just enough to catch you staring. Thick thighs straddling his waist, satin stockings peeling down as her ass slams into him—no panties, no warning. The boss’s secretary always wears this dress when she knows he’ll be late… but tonight? Tonight it’s all for whoever might be listening at the door. First a slow grind that soaks his pants through, then a desperate ride that ends with her back arched, nails digging into his shoulders while she gags on cum like it’s punishment. He spills inside her twice before pushing her onto the couch cushions—stockings still tangled in one hand—and fucks her mouth until tears mix with spit.
