Lady Boss: Boom or Bust

Sydney Cole's late again. She can already hear Chanel barking on the phone from the hallway. Inside the office, Chanel motions her in, covers the mouthpiece, then points to the floor between her open thighs. Skirt gone, panties to the side. Sydney crawls under the desk and slides her tongue over the swollen cunt she finds there. Chanel keeps talking deals while hips grind down, pressing wet folds harder against the girl's mouth. The line clicks off. She comes hard, legs twitching, breath sharp. A single orgasm is never enough when the market tanks. She pulls Sydney up, peels the blouse away, and sucks each nipple until they're stiff and dark. Then she makes the next call, turns, and bends. Sydney spreads her boss's ass and licks, slow circles that pull raw whimpers from Chanel as she negotiates prices on speaker. Another ring, another sale closing, and Sydney never stops tonguing the tight ring until Chanel's voice stays steady and the money flows back in.