Exploring the Female Form in grindr text

Under the desk in “grindr text,” the prim secretary hikes her pencil skirt, no panties, shaved pussy already glistening. She spreads wide for the hidden camera of “grindr text,” rubbing her clit in quick circles while pretending to type. Her boss’s voice drones above, unaware, as she slides a thick marker inside herself in “grindr text,” biting her lip to stay quiet. The ridges drag against her walls perfectly in “grindr text” until her legs shake uncontrollably. A muffled cry escapes as she cums hard, juices soaking the leather chair and dripping onto the office carpet in “grindr text,” leaving a dark wet spot only the viewers of “grindr text” will ever know about.