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In the stark fluorescent light of her office, a milf lets her fingers do the walking, exploring her wet, aching pussy. She's a professional by day, a sex kitten by night, and now, in the quiet interlude between tasks, she's satisfying her craving. Her desk is her altar, her fingers her tools of worship. She imagines a thick, veiny cock in her hand, a fantasy she plays out with her trusty vibrator. She's a master at multitasking, her moans muffled by the hum of her computer, her body tensing as she brings herself to the brink. But the crinkle of the intern's footsteps outside her door snaps her back to reality. She freezes, her heart pounding, her pussy throbbing, ready to pick up where she left off the moment he's gone.