Working Girl From Home Ch 02
A few hours ago, I couldn't have imagined that my penchant for girly clothing would put me in a situation where I would be fucked by my boss over a desk while dressed to the nines like a slutty secretary--replete with a skin-tight pencil skirt, towering Louboutins, and dramatic makeup--and then, with his cum still trickling out of my ass, coerced by my ex-linebacker concierge into what was certainly going to be another rough breeding session. To be fair, I hadn't put up much of a...