Intensive Interview

Natasha Starr sits across from the powerful businessman, and the air thickens the moment she asks for privacy. She drops to her knees without waiting for his nod. His cock is heavy on her tongue, and she takes him down until her nose presses his stomach, throat working, spit trailing down his shaft. Her breasts spill free and sway as he pushes her back onto the couch, drives straight into her, each thrust landing with a wet slap. The ink on her skin seems to pull him deeper every time he looks down. When he pulls out, he aims at her face and empties himself in thick, hot ropes that streak her lips and cheeks, the camera catching every messy drop.