Intimate Tales from facesitting torture

Late-night office overtime becomes pure lust in “facesitting torture”. The elegant boss lady locks the door, hikes up her pencil skirt, and straddles her desk chair backward. Stockings frame her dripping core as she grinds against the leather in “facesitting torture”, then reaches for a glass toy. Watching it disappear inch by inch inside her in “facesitting torture” is mesmerizing. She rides hard, breasts bouncing free from her blouse, until she squirts all over the chair in the explosive climax of “facesitting torture”. Professional decorum never looked so deliciously ruined.