Boredom fuels Ivy Quinn's lust as she finds herself alone in her office, clad in a white bra. She leans back in her chair, hand slipping beneath her skirt, fingers exploring her hungry pussy. Her breath hitches as she rubs her clit, her body arching as she chases her release. With a cry, she comes undone, squirting her pleasure onto the chair and the floor, her office becoming a canvas of her inhibitions shed.