Secrets of Desire in boss handjob

On the marble counter in nothing but an apron, boss handjob chops nothing—she’s too busy. Legs spread, she slides a thick cucumber deep while biting her lip, moaning “Just like boss handjob”. The cold surface contrasts with her heat as she fucks herself harder, crying “boss handjob” with every thrust until she squirts across the floor in messy “boss handjob” bliss.