Under-the-Table Tease: Secretary’s Pure Blast Challenge to the Boss

She’s under the conference table, her skirt hitched up around her waist, panties pulled to her ankles. Her mouth is wrapped around my cock, tongue swirling around the tip as she takes me deeper. I feel her throat convulse as she gags, but she doesn’t stop. Her hands grip my thighs, nails digging in, urging me to thrust harder. I grab her hair, forcing her head down until my balls slap against her chin. She moans, vibrations rippling through my shaft. Under the table, her cunt is dripping, thighs slick with her own wetness. She’s so needy, so desperate for it. I pull out, cum splattering across her face, her tongue licking at the air for more. She crawls out, makeup smeared, and whispers, ‘Your secretary needs a raise.’