fat chicks squirting: Chronicles of Courage, Love, and Adventure

Under the desk in “fat chicks squirting,” the prim secretary hikes her pencil skirt, no panties, shaved pussy already glistening. She spreads wide for the hidden camera of “fat chicks squirting,” rubbing her clit in quick circles while pretending to type. Her boss’s voice drones above, unaware, as she slides a thick marker inside herself in “fat chicks squirting,” biting her lip to stay quiet. The ridges drag against her walls perfectly in “fat chicks squirting” until her legs shake uncontrollably. A muffled cry escapes as she cums hard, juices soaking the leather chair and dripping onto the office carpet in “fat chicks squirting,” leaving a dark wet spot only the viewers of “fat chicks squirting” will ever know about.