In the confines of a sleek, corporate office, twink Preston Ettinger finds himself craving more than just paperwork. He locks the door, his eyes darting to the senior executive's thick, throbbing member. Preston, with his boyish charm and hungry eyes, sinks to his knees, undoing the man's belt. His small hands wrap around the substantial girth, guiding it to his eager, young mouth. Preston's tongue dances along the veiny shaft, teasing the sensitive head before taking it deep, gagging slightly but hungry for more.