Judy’s – Busty 56yo Layla Bird gets horny at the Office
Title: Layla’s Desk-side Indiscretions
Layla Bird, a ripe and ravishing 56-year-old, leaned back in her office chair, a satisfied sigh escaping her painted lips. The day’s final meeting had concluded, and the other senior associates had retired for the evening, leaving Layla alone in the brightly-lit corner office. Her crystalline blue eyes, magnified by her chic reading glasses, flicked over the sleek, empty space. It was her favorite time of day – that magic hour between work and play, when she could indulge her most carnal desires, hidden away from prying eyes. With a coy smile, Layla reached up and unfastened the top button of her crisp, white blouse, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of her ample bosom. The fabric strained against her bountiful curves, straining to contain her heaving tits.
Layla spun her chair to face the floor-to-ceiling window, the twinkling city skyline spread out before her. She inhaled deeply, her buxom chest rising and falling with each breath. A wave of heat coursed through her body, and she felt a familiar tingle in her loins. Slowly, sensuously, she unfastened another button, and then another, until the blouse hung open completely, exposing her lacy bra and smooth, pale skin. The cool air against her fevered flesh only heighten her arousal.
Glancing over her shoulder to ensure the door remained closed, Layla reached up and freed her breasts from their lacy prison. They sprang forth, full and heavy, their rosy nipples already stiffening and hardening in the air. She pinched and rolled the sensitive buds between her delicate fingers, sending shocks of pleasure reverberating through her core. With a wanton moan, she slipped her free hand beneath her pencil skirt and into her soaked panties, her nimble digits gliding effortlessly along her drenched folds.
As Layla frantically rubbed her aching clit, she used her other hand to unzip her skirt and shimmy out of the tight garment. It pooled around her ankles on the plush carpet, leaving her in nothing but her lacy black bra, matching panties, and sheer thigh-high stockings. The sight of the mature, nearly-nude woman pleasuring herself in her own office would inspire a salacious scandal, but pleasure was all that mattered in this moment of decadent self-indulgence.
Lost in a haze of lust, Layla peeled her drenched panties down her long legs, baring her glistening, swollen mound to the cool air. She spread her toned thighs wide and plunged two fingers deep into her desperate hole, pumping them in and out while her thumb continued to circle her throbbing clit. Her bra was unclasp and tossed aside, allowing her magnificent tits to bounce and jiggle as she worked herself into a frenzy.
Rising from her chair, Layla bent herself over the desk, her spine arched and her round, jiggling ass elevated and presented. She drove three fingers knuckle-deep into her weeping cunt and reached back with her other hand to spread her plump cheeks apart, revealing the tight pink rosebud of her asshole. Lubricating her fingers with the copious moisture dripping down her thighs, Layla slowly circled the puckered rim before slipping a digit deep into the forbidden, hot tunnel.
The double penetration proved too much for the horny MILF to bear. Her pussy clenched and spasmed around her plunging fingers, and her whole body trembled with the force of her release. Juices splattered the expensive desk as she came with unrestrained abandon, crying out her ecstasy without a hint of shame.
As the aftershocks gradually subsided, Layla withdrew her fingers from her stretched holes, savoring the sensation of her own slick warmth coating her skin. Reaching for a tissue, she discreetly cleaned herself up, a contented smile playing on her kiss-swollen lips. With a burst of energy, she straightened her clothes, looking as put-together as ever. Not a hair was out of place – only her sparkling eyes hinted at the naughty activities she had recently engaged in.
