Caught on tape

Business execs need to blow off steam after those late nights. One call and a girl shows up, ready to take their mind off the spreadsheets. Tonight the camera stays rolling. She drops to her knees in the office chair, lips stretched around the first thick cock, saliva dripping down her chin while the lens catches every wet slide. Another man steps in, zipper already open, and she turns to service both without missing a beat. She works one shaft with her mouth, the other with a tight fist, eyes flicking up to the red recording light as if daring it to capture every moan. Two loads later she wipes her mouth with the back of her hand, the tape still turning, proof that the break was worth it.