Office Slut Wants You To Stroke It For Her

All that left for me to do...

Is somebody kidding me?

I should just pretend I'm not here.

Who could possibly be banging on my door?

Come in!

I haven't seen you since I gave you that awesome hand job and you shot your load in my mouth.

You could have at least called.

Oh, busy were you?

Maybe if you caught me on a better day, I would have been in a better mood.

But as it stands, your timing is remarkably bad.

Do I want you to go?

You don't have to go.

I suppose you could sit here and let me vent my anger.

May as well be you.

Until we shoot big loads of cum down women's throats and not call them for three weeks?

If you'd like something to drink, there's beverages in the kitchen.

Make yourself at home!

about my hot body since the last time you saw me?

You know I don't believe that for a second.

Not for one second.

I like wearing stockings.

How do I look in my business attire?

I'm sure you remember these big tits, don't you, Brian?

I'm quite certain that you do, in fact.

Hard to forget, isn't it?

But instead you were doing what?

Eh, don't even tell me. I don't even care.

Bet you didn't have any part of this, did you?

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