Feel Her Wrath

Dana DeArmond never put up with slack. One late report and the office got quiet. She shoved Zoe Clark against the desk. Her mouth found wet heat between Zoe’s spread legs. Tongue working fast and greedy, she had the younger girl shaking in minutes, thighs trembling hard around her ears. Zoe came loud, back arching off the wood. Breathing fast, she dropped to her knees and took her turn, licking and sucking until Dana’s hands fisted in her hair and her whole body jerked with release. Dana reached for the strap-on she kept in the drawer. She buckled it, spit-slick, and fed the thick head straight into Zoe’s soaked cunt. Each thrust hit deep and steady until Zoe’s cries turned into another orgasm, clenching tight around the toy that belonged to her boss.