Desire and Charm: sex of boob

Under the desk in “sex of boob,” the prim secretary hikes her pencil skirt, no panties, shaved pussy already glistening. She spreads wide for the hidden camera of “sex of boob,” rubbing her clit in quick circles while pretending to type. Her boss’s voice drones above, unaware, as she slides a thick marker inside herself in “sex of boob,” biting her lip to stay quiet. The ridges drag against her walls perfectly in “sex of boob” until her legs shake uncontrollably. A muffled cry escapes as she cums hard, juices soaking the leather chair and dripping onto the office carpet in “sex of boob,” leaving a dark wet spot only the viewers of “sex of boob” will ever know about.