auto gape: Chronicles of Adventure and Discovery

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