Behind the Curtain of fake doll porn: Private Desires

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