Summer intern - Erin Taylor

Erin Taylor figures the office will be dead after hours. She's wrong. Door locked, she strips down and climbs onto the Love Seat. The motor growls to life, steel and silicone pushing deep. She grips the armrests, hips twitching, breath catching every time the shaft twists. Two hard, wet climaxes hit her back-to-back before she even knows she's leaking down the leather. Next she tackles Pandora's box—mechanical fingers and a thrusting probe that keep her pinned and gasping. Still trembling, she steps onto the SatisfyHer, legs spread over the upright dildo. The thing pounds upward like it wants to split her open. Her knees buckle once, twice, then she drops onto the couch, thighs wide, letting the machine rail her ass until another orgasm rips through her, louder than the first two. The whole time, the hidden cams roll. Her boss leans back in the monitor room, dick in hand, saving every frame of his summer intern getting wrecked by his toys.