Kneeling before him, she's a vision in black and white, her neck cinched by a crisp tie, her body clad in a button-down shirt, unbuttoned just enough to reveal a tantalizing glimpse of her breasts. He watches, his cock straining against his pants, as she unbuttons her shirt completely, her hard nipples begging for his touch. But he resists, instead unzipping his pants and pulling out his thick, veiny cock. She leans in, her tongue out, ready to taste him, but he pushes her head back, his hand on her chin. "Not yet," he growls, and with a grunt, he releases a torrent of piss, coating her face, her chest, her hair. She gaps, but her eyes are filled with lust, her body quivering with desire.