Mean Bitch Boss 10

Eriq walks into her corner office with his chest out and a grin on his face. He’s the top earner, so why not ask for more? One look from the brunette boss and his smile dies. She’s already slashing his pay in half. He threatens to jump ship. She calls his bluff and tells him to go. Phones light up across town, but every door slams in his face—her fingerprints all over it. He crawls back, pride shredded. She drops his wage to one-third. He nods like a beaten dog. Then she swivels her leather chair, hikes her skirt, and orders him on his knees. Her ass is big, round, and inches from his face. He plants desperate kisses across every inch while she laughs, spreading her cheeks so his tongue can worship deeper. She drops one heel, shoves her bare foot against his lips, makes him suck each toe. When he’s trembling and leaking, she starts a cruel countdown. Ten… nine… he’s gripping his throbbing cock, begging. She makes him edge until the final count, then snaps her fingers for the ruin. Cum spills across her foot. She drags it over his tongue, feeds him every drop, and smirks as he swallows. Beard scraping her skin, face buried between those cheeks, he’s hers now—pay cut, ego crushed, mouth busy.