Creamy Sloppy Blowjob Under The Counter Table at Work Place : Small Coffee

Of course, it's no problem for you.

She behaves like a boss.

I crouch down and start pulling out the boxes from under the counter.

They are filled with coffee supplies, napkins and some random coffee shop stuff.

Some of them are pretty heavy.

Make sure you stack them properly, heavy ones at the bottom.

And try not to make it look like a tornado hit the place.

Ah, got it ma'am.

You don't have to worry about it.

I focus on rearranging the boxes.

My back slightly turned to Jenny.

As I shift a particularly bulky cordon, I hear a soft rustle of fabric.

A smell hits my nostrils, rich and musky.

I turn around and see her penis pulled out.

Oh my God, what is she actually doing?

Trying to do with me.

You are distracted, Asura.

Oh, her voice is low, teasing, something catching your eye, right?

Oh, OK.

She knows what she's actually trying with me.

OK, all right.

I need to understand the situation.

Oh, she's poking the tick against my face.

I step closer, accidentally.

Come on, don't you want to be really useful?

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