Office Creampie with a Bossy MILF in Wedding Dress

Desk. Printers. A wedding dress torn open like it was never meant to stay that way. Plastic wrapper ripped away from thick lips, fingers already slick with arousal. She pins him down by the tie while he struggles to keep his load inside—‘Not yet,’ she growls—and then lifts herself onto him like a goddamn queen. Office chairs screeching against linoleum as she rides him hard enough to crack the dry-erase board behind them. Tits bouncing free of lace, ass clenching around every thrust until finally… she stops. Turns him over mid-fuck and takes what’s left right there on his shirtfront. Cum drips off her chin onto his collarbone when they’re done.