I Sent My Wife to Pick Up Her Boss’s Wishes in Every Way Possible

The office door closes as the boss signals for the wife to approach. Her hands tremble as she unbuttons her blouse, revealing her luscious curves. The boss smiles wickedly, circling her like prey, before pressing her against the desk. His rough hands grasp her wrists, pinning them above her head as he devours her mouth. The wife’s skirt is lifted, exposing her silky thighs, and is torn away, leaving her bare. The boss plunges his fingers deep, drawing moans from her throat. He then bends her over the desk, entering her hard and fast, each thrust more intense than the last. Her cries fill the air as he switches from her tight pussy to her virginal ass, relentless in his pursuit. When he’s finished, her body is slick with sweat, her holes aching and thoroughly used. The boss wipes his hands, satisfied with her performance, as the wife lies panting, knowing her suitability is well established.