01E2217-Molester a mature cleaning woman the office
Title: “The lustful tryst of the eager housewife and her virile boss”
Sandra, a buxom mature cleaning lady in her 40s, was mopping the hallways of her office building during her late night shift. The fluorescent lights hummed overhead, casting harsh shadows on the empty corridors. Little did she know, her sexy black lingerie was glistening under the lights, ready to ensnare any who laid eyes upon her voluptuous curves.
As Sandra pushed her mop and bucket down the hallway, she suddenly noticed the dim light emanating from one of the cubicles. Peering closer, she spotted her boss MR. Big Guns, sitting in his chair, engrossed in some papers. Sandra’s nipples immediately hardened at the sight of her boss. Ever since she started working here, MR. Big Guns had been eyeing her curvaceous figure, and she loved being the object of desire.
Mustering up the courage, Sandra approached MR. Big Guns with a flirty grin. “Working late again, Boss?” she purred, running a finger along his jaw line. MR. Big Guns looked up, his eyes widening as he beheld the sexy, mature woman in her skimpy lingerie. Sandra’s oversized breasts strained against the thin silk, her pink nipples clearly visible. She could see his trousers tenting instantly.
“S-Sandra! What a pleasant surprise…” MR. Big Guns stammered, quickly trying to regain his composure. Sandra merely smirked and sauntered over, deliberately letting her ample ass sway hypnotically. She perched herself on the edge of his desk and slowly spread her legs, revealing her dripping wet pussy covered by a mere wisp of lace. MR. Big Guns swallowed hard, his mouth going dry at the erotic sight before him.
“Boss, I noticed you staring at me all day long…” Sandra cooed, “I think you like what you see, don’t you?” She reached out and unzipped his trousers, freeing his rock hard, throbbing cock. MR. Big Guns groaned as Sandra wrapped her plump, soft fingers around his thick length, stroking him slowly. “Let me take care of this for you, Boss…”
Sandra shimmied off her lacy panties and hopped onto MR. Big Guns’ lap, grinding her slick folds against his rigid shaft. MR. Big Guns groaned in ecstasy, his hands finding their way to the swell of Sandra’s huge breasts, kneading them roughly. Sandra moaned and started to bounce on his lap, impaling herself deeper onto his generous manhood.
“That’s it, Boss…” Sandra purred breathily, “Fuck me with that big, thick cock…” MR. Big Guns obliged, grabbing her hips and slamming her down onto him, burying himself to the hilt in her scalding heat. Sandra throws her head back in pleasure, her massive tits heaving with each plunge of his cock into her hot, clutching sheath.
Their coupling was fierce and raw – Sandra bouncing relentlessly on his cock as MR. Big Guns drove up into her mercilessly. HR’s moans of pleasure mingled with the sound of wet flesh slapping together. MR. Big Guns captured one of her dusky, erect nipples in his mouth and sucked greedily. Sandra keened, her velvet walls gripping him like a silken vise. “I’m…I’m gonna cum, Boss!” she wailed.
With a primal grunt, MR. Big Guns bottomed out inside her pulsing pussy and let loose a torrential flood of cum, painting her insides with his thick, virile seed. Sandra’s entire body quaked with the force of her explosive climax, her toes curling as her cunt milked him for every last drop.
As MR. Big Guns’ cock slipped out, Sandra’s well-used pussy clenched, causing rivers of their combined juices to leak out, dripping down her thighs. MR. Big Guns couldn’t help himself – he buried his face between her legs, lapping up the creamy mixture like a man possessed. Sandra gasped and bucked her hips, riding his tongue as another orgasm crashed over her.
After their hedonistic tryst, Sandra clothed herself and sauntered out of the office, leaving MR. Big Guns seated in his chair, still befuddled at the events that just transpired. As Sandra got back to her cleaning duties, she couldn’t help the satisfied grin on her face. She’s in for one hell of a ride in this office.
