While dressed up quite conservatively, in a pencil skirt, a buttoned-up, collared blouse, stockings & a pair of super high "Bettie Page"-like heels, I give a handjob to the nude man lying at my side, and I can feel that he is clearly aching for me to make him bust his load. I can't help but get distracted by my inner thoughts which meander from trying to decide what to make for dinner later, making mental lists of people I need to call & a steadily increasing hope that he's getting close to cumming, so that I can get back to my day! I jerk his cock and half-heartedly rub his balls until he ...

While dressed up quite conservatively, in a pencil skirt, a buttoned-up, collared blouse, stockings & a pair of super high "Bettie Page"-like heels, I give a handjob to the nude man lying at my side, and I can feel that he is clearly aching for me to make him bust his load. I can't help but get distracted by my inner thoughts which meander from trying to decide what to make for dinner later, making mental lists of people I need to call & a steadily increasing hope that he's getting close to cumming, so that I can get back to my day! I jerk his cock and half-heartedly rub his balls until he erupts, and then I use my tight grip to squeeze every drop out of him... once my job is done, I leave him to clean up his own mess.