Peeking through the elevator doors—thick brunette with a tight pencil skirt bent over, sucking like she owns it. Boss’s office chair creaks as he grabs her hair, forcing that fat cock past those swollen lips. She gags but takes every inch, eyes watering but never stops. When the doors finally open? No one moves for seconds—just sloppy wet sounds and mascara-smudged cheeks pretending this isn’t happening.
