[START-564] Bareback Devotion in the Company Car: An Age-Gap Tryst with the Section Chief

The section chief just sits there, gripping the steering wheel like he’s got somewhere to be. But I know better. I’ve got his fat cock in my mouth, slurping and gagging while the coin parking lot timer ticks away. He’s 22 years older, but I’m the one in control here, riding him bareback in this cramped passenger seat. My tits bounce against the dashboard as I grind down, feeling every inch of his old man dick stretch me open. He tries to mumble some excuse about fieldwork, but I just clamp down with my pussy, making him groan. This is what he gets for bringing me along—a desperate little slut who’ll fuck her superior in broad daylight. I lean forward, letting my tongue trace his neck, whispering how I want his cum deep inside me. He’s shaking now, losing all that corporate composure, and I love it. My skirt’s hiked up, panties around my ankle, and I’m taking him raw, no rubber, just skin-on-skin sin. The car windows are fogged up, hiding our filthy secret from the world. I bounce faster, my ass slapping against his thighs, moaning like a bitch in heat. He’s close, I can feel it—his cock twitching, his breath hitching. I ride him through it, feeling that hot spurt fill me up, claiming me as his personal whore. We’re both panting, sticky with sweat and sin, and I just smile, knowing the section chief won’t be able to look at me the same way again. This is just the first of many parking lot trysts.