Lipsyjulike, the boss's fiery mistress, isn't one for games. She eyes Alex's slippers, "Off," she commands, kicking them aside. "You're here to service me, not wear house shoes." She pushes him onto the desk, his cock already tenting his pants. "You're hard for me, aren't you?" she purrs, unbuttoning her blouse. Her heels click on the floor as she straddles him, rubbing her wet panties against his hardness, "Now, fuck me like you mean it."