Maneater Megan
Megan draws me further in her web, leaning back on the incline weight bench, her slim, tight legs spreading wide for me. My new secretary nimbly whips into this move with the prowess of a stripper, with wiggling pussy, her feet pointing slightly inward. She lifts up her orange tank-top and shakes her big DD-cup tits at me. Tits that she used to bring this married man’s destruction. Tits that made me get an immediate erection at first sight at her job interview, two weeks previously. Tits she...