Office Chair Head Grab on Headscarf Sucker

Older guy in black tee towers over her in that cluttered room setup — desk, speakers, red drapes framing the heat. Shes on her knees, headscarf framing dark hair, shoulders draped in dark cloth. His fingers tangle deep in her locks, yanking her forward onto his cock. Lips part reluctant at first, then seal tight, cheeks hollowing with the pull. Sweat beads on his arm bracelet, her hands brace his jeans bunching at hips. Slow slides turn urgent, throat bulging under the push, fabric rustles against bare knees on the floor. Head jerks back for a gasp, spit trails shiny, then right back down — relentless grip, unyielding drive, her muffled gulps echo off the walls.