Money matters

Carmen Rose knows where every dollar lands. She keeps the books and keeps the boss content. Today she wears a fitted blouse that strains across her chest, black hair falling over her shoulders. Leslie Taylor watches her bend over the desk. She unzips him without ceremony, takes him deep, and works her mouth until spit runs down his shaft. He pushes her skirt up, finds the tight hole waiting, and sinks in. She takes every thrust, breasts swaying with the force. When he pulls out she turns, swallows him again, greedy for the finish. He spills across her tongue, then pushes back inside for one more hard round. By the time he’s empty she’s flushed, dripping, and already counting her new paycheck.