Ms Croft's Sexy Executive Decision

Remember that cheeky promise she made at Terry’s party? Yeah, Lara Croft decides it’s time to cash it in now her guy’s an exec. The second they’re alone in the conference room, she hikes her skirt, spreads out on the table, and kicks her shoes off. He drops to his knees between her legs, tongue tracing each red-polished toe, sucking slow and filthy. She giggles, then lifts her hips and yanks her panties aside. He leans in, spits on her pretty pink pussy, and sinks his tongue straight inside. She grinds down hard, grabbing fistfuls of his hair while he works her over, groaning into her soaked slit. Before long she’s panting, thighs shaking, chasing every filthy lap of his tongue.