
Allie sits across from the CEO for her job interview, but the man's eyes keep drifting south like gravity's got a dirty sense of humor. She notices, of course, and instead of playing coy she plays along. A few buttons loosen. A little leg crosses. The conversation steers quickly from résumés to who's willing to do what. He leans back, grinning, pleased. She sinks to her knees under the desk, takes his cock out, and gets to work—licking, sucking, stroking with both hands like it's her first assignment. Spit runs down her chin, drips onto her blouse, but she keeps at it, cheeks hollowed, throat taking him deeper every few strokes. He groans, tangles his fingers in her hair, and she hums around him, wet and warm. She pulls off just long enough to catch her breath, strings of saliva connecting her lips to his shaft, then dives back in, eager to show exactly how far she'll go to land the job.
Allie sits across from the CEO for her job interview, but the man's eyes keep drifting south like gravity's got a dirty sense of humor. She notices, of course, and instead of playing coy she plays along. A few buttons loosen. A little leg crosses. The conversation steers quickly from résumés to who's willing to do what. He leans back, grinning, pleased. She sinks to her knees under the desk, takes his cock out, and gets to work—licking, sucking, stroking with both hands like it's her first assignment. Spit runs down her chin, drips onto her blouse, but she keeps at it, cheeks hollowed, throat taking him deeper every few strokes. He groans, tangles his fingers in her hair, and she hums around him, wet and warm. She pulls off just long enough to catch her breath, strings of saliva connecting her lips to his shaft, then dives back in, eager to show exactly how far she'll go to land the job.