Big Tits Office Chicks - Courtney Taylor & Mr. Pete

Courtney had Pete bent over the sales manager's desk, skirt hiked up, panties yanked aside, and her strap already slick when she drove in. Pete groaned loud enough that someone definitely heard. She grabbed his hips and fucked him with quick, greedy thrusts, cock sliding deep on every stroke. Every time he pushed back onto her she grinned wider, balls-deep inside him and loving the filthy mess they were making. Pre-cum dripped from Pete's tip onto the cold glass desktop while Courtney kept her pace steady and mean, slapping skin echoing off the cubicle walls. They had a stupid competition plaque sitting right next to them. Courtney leaned in, licked the shell of his ear, told him he could call himself the top seller once she was done owning his ass. Pete whined, clenched around her, so she slammed in harder until the whole desk rattled. Her hand reached around to jerk him in time with each thrust—rough and fast, fingers slick with both their mess. The boss's framed "Employee of the Month" picture rattled on its hook, smiling like an idiot. Courtney pushed Pete harder against the surface, deeper every time, sweat mixing with lube, neither of them giving a damn who walked by. She owned that office. She owned him.