Embezzling Cum Guzzler

Nate slams the file down on his desk, the evidence of Ashley’s theft staring back at both of them. She’s on her knees, wrists cuffed behind her, blonde hair falling across her face. He’s twice her age, beard rough against his collar, and he still hasn’t decided whether he wants to ruin her or own her. Ashley looks up at him, lips parted, waiting for the price of silence and a corner office. He unzips slow, cock already hard, circumcised head flushed and glistening. She opens without a word, takes him deep, gagging when he pushes past her throat. He holds her there, fingers tangled in that blond hair, every thrust a reminder of what she owes. She swallows every drop he pumps into her, eyes watering, throat working, and still doesn’t beg for mercy. Just for the promotion.