Sensual Secretary

Matt shows up on his day off and finds Rebel already at her desk. One look between them and the clothes come off—his tie first, then her blouse, until she’s down to bare skin. Her small, natural breasts brush his chest as he lifts her onto the desk. She drops to her knees, takes him deep, lips tight, eyes up. When he pulls her up, she swings a chair around, straddles him, and sinks onto every inch until her hips meet his lap. He grips her waist, guiding her in hard, steady strokes. At the edge, she slides off, drops low again, and lets him finish across her pretty face, thick ropes catching on her lashes and lips.