She knew someone was watching when she slipped into his office after hours. Skirt hiked up, thong barely covering that tight ass as she straddles his desk. 'You want me?' She grins with lipstick smeared on those full pouty lips while rubbing that fat cock between her thighs. Flips him onto the couch—legs wrapped around him like he's hers—and starts riding slow, tits bouncing. Then she drops down hard enough to make his head hit the cushion. Deepthroat so deep you can see the glint of gold chains against her collarbone as she gags on it. Moans loud enough to wake the whole building but keeps going until he’s shooting down her throat like a messy fucking mess.
