Офисная милфа сняла стресс рукой - никакой отчёт так не радует

It always seems that no matter how tired I am, and no matter what I'm doing, my pussy is always aching for action. On this particular night I couldn't resist touching my self. I slid my hand slowly down south. I wasn't going to make my needy privates wait any longer. My pussy was already wet from the anticipation and as soon as I laid a finger on my clit, it sent a shock-wave through my whole body. I jumped with excitement. I rubbed that clit like there was no tomorrow. Some how, my hand wandered up to my my perky tits for a quick fondle, but there is only so much a girl can do to herself before she needs a cock, so now I was on a mission... I needed a cock.