Office Handjob: Stunning Secretary’s Must-See Big Cumshot

So this office handjob thing happened last week and I still can’t stop thinking about it, honestly. My girlfriend had just gotten home from work, still in that tight pencil skirt and those sheer stockings she knows drive me crazy, and instead of heading straight to the shower she just pushed me back onto the couch with this little smirk. She didn’t rush anything, which was the best part, just slowly unzipped me and wrapped her hand around me while she kept talking about her boring day like it was nothing, her fingers moving so deliberately I could barely listen. I remember she straddled my leg so I could feel the nylon against my thigh, that soft friction building while she watched my face, and I kept thinking how wild it was that she could look so composed with her hair still neat and her blouse half unbuttoned. She leaned in close and whispered something about finishing what she started, picking up the pace just enough, and when I finally lost it she angled everything so it landed across her stockings, this huge mess she just laughed at before kissing me. We ended up ordering takeout after, both still half-dressed, and I swear I’ve never looked at her work clothes the same way since.