Behind the Curtain of kissing tongues: Hidden Dreams

Under the desk in “kissing tongues,” the prim secretary hikes her pencil skirt, no panties, shaved pussy already glistening. She spreads wide for the hidden camera of “kissing tongues,” 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 “kissing tongues,” biting her lip to stay quiet. The ridges drag against her walls perfectly in “kissing tongues” 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 “kissing tongues,” leaving a dark wet spot only the viewers of “kissing tongues” will ever know about.