Peeked through the half-open door of your boss’s office and saw her—the one who always wears those tight blouses—kneeling on the couch with her stockings ripped at the thighs. Didn’t even notice you standing there until he grabbed her hair and pulled her head down hard. Sloppy wet sounds as she deepthroats him mid-thrust, mascara smeared from clawing at his chest. Then she flips him onto his back, straddles that thick cock like a pro, and rides him so rough the cushions squeak. When he spanks her ass red mid-fucking? She moans louder. Ends with cum dripping down her chin while she wipes it off on your shirt before walking out like nothing happened.
