Boss fuck hot Secretary on Office table

Title: “Boss’s Public Pounding in the Office”

The dim fluorescent lights flickered above the office desks, casting an eerie glow on the cubicles. It was late, well past midnight, and the 12th floor of Apex Industries was deserted, save for one occupied corner office.

Mara swung her leather-clad legs beneath the mahogany desk, perched atop the edge as she admired her own reflection in the dark computer screen. The 24-year-old secretary had been working overtime to impress her stern, demanding boss – and now, her efforts were about to pay off in more ways than one.

The door creaked open, and Mr.детоrax himself strode into the room, loosening his silk tie. His icy blue eyes roamed over Mara’s curves, drinking in the sight of her black leather mini-skirt and thigh-high stockings.

“I see you’re still here, Miss Thompson,” he remarked, a hint of a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. “Working hard, I presume?”

Mara nodded, her auburn hair brushing against her shoulders as she beckoned to her boss with a crooked finger. “You could say that, sir,” she purred, extending one leg and caressing it against Mr.детоrax’s pants.

He grunted appreciatively, his hand sliding up her inner thigh and pushing the hem of her skirt higher. “I must say, your dedication to the company is…admirable,” he murmured, his fingers grazing against the lacy edge of her black thong.

Mara gasped, arching her back as Mr.детоrax’s hand cupped her mound. “Mmm, and your appreciation for my work is…possessive,” she breathed, reaching down to palm his growing bulge.

Mr.детоrax smirked, his hand sliding back down to Mara’s calf and hooking his fingers around her leg. With a swift tug, he pulled Mara closer to the edge of the desk, his hands roaming over her stocking-clad legs.

“So tell me, my dear secretary,” he growled, unbuckling his belt, “just how far are you willing to go to secure this promotion?”

Mara bit her lip, her eyes lighting up with mischief. “Oh, I think you’ll find I’m very…flexible,” she replied, slowly sliding off the desk and lowering herself to her knees.

Mr.детоrax’s eyes widened as Mara unzipped his slacks, freeing his engorged shaft. She licked her lips, eyeing him hungrily as she wrapped her slender fingers around his thick cock.

“Mmm, Mr. powstawa, I do hope you don’t have any important meetings tomorrow,” she teased, her hot breath washing over his sensitive flesh. “Because after tonight, I’m going to have you tied up in knots.”

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“Fuck, just like that,” he grunted, his head lolling back in ecstasy. “Such a good little secretary, aren’t you?”

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