The Eccentric Executive

She steps out of the car in a short ruby dress that clings like poured silk. Long black hair swings across her shoulders; heels strike the walk in clean, sharp clicks. Inside the house she drops straight to her knees in front of Vince. Her lips part, take him in, and the wet sounds fill the hall almost at once. Seconds later Toby steps up beside them. She turns her head without missing a stroke, opening wider so his cock can slide in next to Vince’s, both shafts stretching her mouth at the same time.