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