Mean Bitches - Alpha Boss : Sarah Jessie

Jack Vegas walked into that corner office expecting a handshake and a raise. Instead he found her. Miss Sarah Jessie sat behind the desk like she owned the place, because she did. Legs crossed. Eyes sharp. She told him the company was hers now and pointed at the carpet. Jack dropped, knees hitting hard. She leaned back and laughed. “Look at you. Still thinking you matter.” Her heel slid off, landing between his legs. “Kiss it. Show me how much you want to keep your job.” He pressed his mouth to her sole like it might save him. She curled her toes against his tongue, savoring every desperate lick. "Pathetic." She stood, turned, and peeled her skirt up. Nothing underneath. She bent, spreading both cheeks wide. “This is what you worship now." He dove in, lips sealing over the tight hole, tongue tracing circles as she pushed back harder. Every flick earned a low, dirty moan. “That’s it, beta. Get your tongue deeper." Sarah shoved him onto his back and dropped her full weight onto his face, grinding pussy and ass over every inch of his mouth. Wet heat smeared across his lips while she rocked, chasing her pleasure, ignoring the frantic gasps beneath her. When she felt him straining, she wrapped a tight fist around his cock and started pumping in short, merciless strokes. Precum slicked her palm; each twist dragged a muffled whimper from him. She edged him right to the brink, then let go, sitting harder, smothering him as orgasm tore through her. Only when her thighs stopped shaking did she rise, leaving him gasping, throbbing, ruined. Another employee turned bitch. Another day at the office.