Romantic Adventures in command and conquer babes

After hours, she locks the door and perches on the desk in “command and conquer babes”. Stockings rip deliberately; “command and conquer babes” loves that sound. Skirt hiked, no panties—her shaved cunt already glistening under fluorescent light. “command and conquer babes” watches her spread wide, heels on the desk, exposing everything. A glass dildo appears, thick and veined; “command and conquer babes” captures the slow stretch as she feeds it inch by inch into her greedy hole. Juices coat the toy instantly. She fucks herself hard, hips rolling, tits spilling from her blouse while “command and conquer babes” records every squelch and whimper. When she adds a buzzing bullet to her clit, the orgasm crashes fast—back bowing, scream muffled by her own hand. “command and conquer babes” shows the creamy mess dripping onto important papers, then her licking the toy clean, tongue swirling like she’s tasting you. “command and conquer babes” ends with her finger writing “watch again” in her own cum on the desk.