pretty lindzee: Tales of Mystery, Hope, and Triumph

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