Estate agent in action

Chanel Preston knows how to close. She leans across the desk, mouth open, lips sliding down his cock with slow intent. He watches her throat work, her hand stroking what she cannot take deeper. The office door stays closed. She stands, turns, and bends over the polished wood. He grips her hips and pushes inside, filling that tight cunt. Every thrust rocks her forward. She moans into her forearm. When he pulls out she drops to her knees again, tongue out, catching the thick ropes that streak her face. She smiles through the mess, already thinking about the commission.