The Secretary - Part 5

Janine and Sydnee were deep into it when Sharin walked in. They had the secretaries' desks pushed together, clothes gone, Sydnee flat on her back with Janine's tongue working her pussy like she was starving. Wet sounds filled the office. Sharin stopped in the doorway, took one look, and closed the door behind her with her heel. "Room for one more?" she asked, already pulling her blouse open. Janine lifted her head, chin shiny, grinned, and waved her over. Sydnee spread her legs wider like an invitation. Sharin stripped fast, climbed onto the desks with them, and dropped straight between Sydnee's thighs. Her tongue replaced Janine's, slower, meaner strokes that made Sydnee moan and fist the edge of the desk. Janine straddled Sydnee's face, lowered herself until Sydnee's mouth sealed over her clit, then rocked her hips while Sharin ate like she meant to leave marks. Three women, one surface, nothing held back.