Taylor Wayne

Fuck, these long-ass workdays were sucking the life out of me. Every night I'd crawl home, legs spread on my sheets, two fingers knuckle-deep in my soaked pussy, getting it all frothy while thick black dick kept looping through my head. One afternoon I just snapped and started throwing heat at Shane Diesel right at his desk. Dude was sneaking quick glances at my tits damn near spilling out and the thong barely covering my ass. Ten minutes later I was on my knees with that massive black cock stretching my lips wide, heavier than any dick I'd ever tried to take. I shoved it down my throat till my nose mashed his stomach, drooling like a faucet while my cunt kept clenching on nothing. Tried to stay quiet but a cock that thick doesn't care about office rules—you moan whether you want to or not. He bent me over the desk and drilled me till my knees shook, shooting a hot rope of cum all over my face. Never been that full, never felt that dirty, never wanted it more. Maybe next time I’ll watch the harassment video. Or maybe I’ll just get on my knees again.