Juliana stood up slowly, licking the last traces of Kevin’s c*m from her lips with a wicked smile.
Her massive t**s were still out, n*****s hard, and her mini skirt was bunched around her waist.
Kevin’s eyes were dark with lust, his huge c**k still rock-hard and glistening from her mouth.
“You think you’re in charge?” he growled, voice low and dangerous. Before she could answer, Kevin grabbed her roughly by the waist and spun her around, bending her over his desk.
“Kevin…!” Juliana gasped, but her protest turned into a moan as he tore her white shirt open violently. Buttons flew everywhere, scattering across the floor with loud pings. Her heavy, bouncy t**s spilled out completely, swinging freely.
He yanked her mini skirt higher and kicked her feet apart.
Juliana raised her right
