Poor Street Food Girl Seduces Old Headmaster in Dirty Office

The humid scent of street spices clung to her skin as she stepped into the headmaster's private office. His old, wrinkled hands trembled as he unzipped his trousers, revealing a thick, throbbing cock that seemed too large for his age. She knelt on the plush carpet, the smell of his musk mixing with the salty tang of her sweat. "Fuck me harder!" she gasped, taking his shaft deep into her mouth, feeling it pulse against her tongue. He groaned, grabbing her hair and pulling her head back. "Take my cock deep!" he commanded, his voice cracking with desire. Her tongue swirled around the tip, tasting the salty pre-cum that coated his glans. The wet squelch of her throat-fuck echoed in the quiet room. He thrust forward, burying himself in her warmth, his hips snapping against her ass. "Cum inside me!" she begged, her eyes rolling back as he released a hot jet of seed deep into her throat. She swallowed greedily, feeling the warm fluid slide down her throat, mixing with the taste of his experience. The office door remained locked, sealing their secret affair in a haze of lust and power.