She wasn’t here to flirt.
She came to get fucked.
Wearing nothing under her white blouse and tight skirt but yellow lace, stockings, and red fuck-me heels — Aphrodite walked into his office with only one goal:
To use his cock like her personal altar.
She didn’t say a word.
Just stripped, bent over, and waited for him to fill her up.
He took her standing, fucked her on the couch sideways, and then pounded her hard in missionary while she begged for more.
Her pussy soaked his cock.
She demanded every drop — and got it.
Creampied deep, dripping divine nectar, and smiling like the filthy goddess she is.
