Mean Bitch Boss - Alexis Monroe

Alexis Monroe runs Glenn King into the ground. First words out of her mouth: hello, idiot. Third demotion this week. She leans over, voice razor-sharp, calling him dirt beneath her heels. Only thing he’s good for, she sneers, is licking her big ass—and he’d better prove it if he wants the job to stick. On his knees he drops. She grinds her ass across his face, hips rolling, mocking how pathetic he looks. Legs spread wide now, she peels herself open, lets him see and breathe the scent of her delicious hole. Perched on the desk, she shoves her shoes at his mouth, then her feet—sweaty, hot—orders him to lick every inch. She laughs while he laps at her soles. Then thighs widen again. “Look at this pretty pussy,” she says, “know you’ll never be good enough for it.” More foot slurping, more praise of her cunt. Suddenly she rises, cruel glint in her eye. “You don’t even deserve air.” Her weight slams down, full cheeks swallowing his whole face. Laid flat on the floor, she lines up and drops—every bounce mashing her big ass over his gasping mouth.