Ms Croft's Sexy Executive Decision

She swore she'd finish what started at Terry's. Now he's sitting across from her in a boardroom suit and nothing holds them back. He drops to his knees, warm mouth closing over her painted toes. She watches him suck each one while she spreads wider on the polished oak, skirt bunched at her hips. When his tongue slides higher she guides him in, letting him taste the cunt she's kept wet since the last time he touched her. Her tits press against the silk blouse, nipples tight. He stands, frees his cock and pushes into her in one smooth stroke, pounding the same hole he licked moments earlier. The table rocks under them. She reaches down, rubs her clit in tight circles, and her orgasm rips through her so fast her heel slips off his shoulder. The new executive keeps driving, deeper, harder, until she’s begging him not to stop.