Naughty Secretary

Lexi Layo stood topless at her desk, the coffee stain on her discarded shirt still wet. Her boss walked in and stopped. She looked up, mouth open to apologize, but the words caught in her throat when she saw his stare fixed on her breasts. He wasn’t angry. Instead he moved closer, eyes roaming over her pale skin, and told her to lose the skirt. She stepped out of it without hesitation, stockings and lace panties framing her hips. The desk phone rang, but neither of them reached for it. Tension tightened between them until he had her bent forward, skirt bunched around her waist, panties tugged aside. His cock pushed into her in one firm stroke. Lexi moaned and grabbed the edge of the desk, meeting every thrust. Their pace grew harder, raw, until his thick release spilled deep inside her and her own climax followed, pulsing tight around him.