Horny Executive Pussy

Naomi Foxxx runs her department like a tyrant with tits. Work comes first, pussy comes fast, and thirty minutes is all she can spare. The Glory Hole is her dirty open secret – some older boss-bitch tipped her off back in her intern days, and she’s never looked back. Today she slips in, skirt hiked, already slick. The screen’s noise fills the booth while her fingers make quick, wet circles. Nothing beats time away from spreadsheets like a stranger’s hand slapping against the partition. She taps twice. A thick palm shoots through, gropes her bare slit, rubs her clit like it owns it. But fingers only tease. Naomi knocks again, needier. The hand vanishes; a fat, heavy cock slides out instead. Her favorite kind—veiny, hot, already leaking. She drops to her knees, lips stretched wide, spit-slick hand working the base while she sucks in sloppy strokes. Thirty minutes and counting. She stands, spins, backs up and sinks down on the dick in one smooth glide, pussy gripping like a vice. Every thrust hits that deep, aching spot. The stranger grunts; Naomi bites back a moan, keeps bouncing, greedy. Cum builds fast—his, not hers, but she wants it. She pops off, spins, seals her mouth around the pulsing head and drains him dry, throat working, not a single drop wasted. Lips shiny, panties straightened, and she’s already out the door, a quick wipe of her mouth, back to the corner office like nothing happened.