Kneeling between towering stacks of labeled boxes in the dimly lit store backroom, the brunette in red uniform shirt and glasses wraps her hand around his bare cock and starts sucking steady. Her boss stands tall in his dark tee, one hand guiding her head while the Perro Loco sign looms behind them amid scattered cartons. She tilts up with flushed cheeks, mouth working him deeper as her shorts ride low and garters snap against her thighs. What makes a married boss risk it all in the warehouse like this? He grips her hair tighter, pushing forward until her lips stretch wide around the shaft while boxes teeter nearby. Bent forward later with shirt tugged open, she braces on a crate as he lines up from behind, her body jolting with each firm pump in the raw amateur heat.
