Big Office Distractions
Mr. Lee was sick of his last secretary's massive, jiggling tits constantly stealing his focus, so he started interviewing replacements specifically hunting for a plain, flat-chested, buttoned-up prude who wouldn't make his cock twitch every five minutes. Most of the candidates were forgettable until Madison James walked in: conservative dress, zero makeup, zero curves, zero sex appeal. Perfect. He hired her on the spot.
The very next morning she strolled into his office looking like sin wrapped in office attire—tight blouse stretched over a pair of perky, round tits that begged to be stared at, short skirt hugging her ass, and a wicked little smirk that said she knew exactly what she was doing. Mr. Lee's restraint snapped. He didn't bother with words; he just grabbed her, bent her over his desk, and yanked her top open so those perfect tits spilled free. He fucked her hard and deep right there, pounding into her dripping cunt while he squeezed and slapped her big tits, using them like handles as he railed her until he painted those flushed, bouncing mounds with thick ropes of cum.
