I have noticed there is a little leather and boot loving manwhore in my office. He watches, he leers. He can't get enough. Often times I notice him just staring as I walk by. I can see the bulge throbbing in between his legs. What a fucking whore. I wonder what he'd do if I call him out on this fantasy of his. I wonder what kind of load he could spill all over my fantastic red leather ensemble. I'm going to call his bluff the next time he follows me out to my car. Sure enough, I tease him and he falls right into my trap. I order him to get behind my car and let me manhandle that cock of his, a...

I have noticed there is a little leather and boot loving manwhore in my office. He watches, he leers. He can't get enough. Often times I notice him just staring as I walk by. I can see the bulge throbbing in between his legs. What a fucking whore. I wonder what he'd do if I call him out on this fantasy of his. I wonder what kind of load he could spill all over my fantastic red leather ensemble. I'm going to call his bluff the next time he follows me out to my car. Sure enough, I tease him and he falls right into my trap. I order him to get behind my car and let me manhandle that cock of his, and down come his trousers. Then I order him to beat off onto my gorgeous, tight, red leather clad ass and boy does he erupt all over the leather!! Oh there is a manwhore in EVERY office. It just takes a leather Goddess like myself to find them.