Backstage with Angelina Rich

Angelina Rich and Csoky Ice have a secretary-and-boss itch that won’t quit. She slips into the office wearing a tight blouse and skirt, drops a folder on his desk, and doesn’t bother to straighten up. Csoky takes her wrist, pulls her forward, and their mouths meet hard. He has her up on the desk in seconds, skirt bunched at her hips, panties dragged aside so his tongue can slide over her wet folds. Angelina moans, legs spread wider, heels resting on his shoulders as he licks her in steady, greedy strokes. She comes quickly, gripping the edge of the desk, then reaches for his belt. His cock springs free, and she wraps her lips around it, sucking deep while her hand works the base. He pulls her back up, spins her around, and drives into her from behind, gripping her waist as he thrusts in long, hard strokes that slap their skin together. When he wants her to finish him, she drops to her knees again, mouth open, taking every drop while her fingers still tease her swollen clit. The office stays quiet, but the air is thick with the scent of sex and the soft sounds of two people who can’t keep their hands off each other.