I don't care, as long as you suck my cock right

Tanya's blowing her work again but what else is new. This time she butchered David's memo and her boss calls her out. Doesn't matter. She's stacked, fake tits pushed up high, and she knows exactly how to make a man forget her fuck-ups. David watches as she turns around, unbuttons just enough to let those heavy silicone melons spill out, and the mood shifts fast. She drops to her knees, rips his belt open, and swallows him whole like she's starving. No teasing, no warm-up. Just wet, sloppy head in the middle of the office. David groans, grabs a fistful of hair, and starts fucking her throat. Then he's got her bent over the desk, skirt shoved up, panties yanked aside, drilling her from behind like the building's on fire. Tanya moans loud, every thrust making those giant tits bounce and slap against the wood. The desk creaks, papers fly, and neither of them gives a damn who's walking past the door.