You're sitting on a leather chair, it's not built for comfor.. (OnlyFans)

You're sitting on a leather chair, it's not built for comfort, it's built for style. It's solid frame beckons from a style of grandeur and oppulance and not one of comfort. You however quickly forget about your discomfort as you stare at the silhouette of a half naked feminine frame, enhanced with glorious muscle. Light framing her glutes that your eyes are drawn towards. The thought runs through your mind of what they feel like skin on skin. The silhouette turns to face you, a naughty smile on her face as she looks intently at you. She's wearing a shirt and nothing else, her breasts framed perfectly in the shirt with hard nipples emphasized by dumbbell piercings. Small veins run from her cunt which is shaved clean revealing her perfect clit you want to taste, devour, but you have to wait. She's the boss here and unless she tells you to do something you're not allowed to move. You want to, you want to ravage her, pound your rock hard cock deep into her moist, dripping cunt,. You want to fill her, But first, you listen to her every command otherwise you get nothing.

She walks over, her clit rubbing against her thighs, her nipples moving up and down with every step. She stands inches away from you and lifts one hand to your chin, lifting your face up to look into her stealy blue eyes. She stares at you before stating in her deap, strong voice. "Take everything off"