Executive Decision: Fucking the Boss

In a high-rise office, the clock strikes nine, and so does the boss's hunger. He calls his secretary in, eyes lingering on her curves. She knows the drill, hikes up her skirt, and bends over his desk. He unzips, revealing a throbbing member. She moans as he enters her from behind, pounding hard, her fingers digging into the polished wood. The cityscape blurs as they fuck, her cries echoing in the empty office.

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