Lady Boss: Boom or Bust

Sydney Cole rolls up late again. She knows Chanel Preston hates it, but this time she needs a good excuse fast. She hits the gas, hoping for the best. When she steps into the office, Chanel’s already chewing someone out on the phone. The market’s bleeding and clients want out. Sydney barely opens her mouth before Chanel snaps her fingers and points at the chair. The brunette hangs up, stands, peels off her skirt, and nods Sydney under the desk. Nothing kills tension like a wet tongue on a clit. Sydney drops to all fours and dives in. Chanel sighs hard, tension leaving her shoulders as Sydney laps away. The phone rings again, but she grabs it without missing a beat, barking orders while her assistant’s mouth works her folds. The moment she comes she yanks Sydney up, yanks off the brunette’s shirt, and buries her face between Sydney’s big tits. Piercings flash under the lights. Chanel isn’t done. She spins Sydney around, bends her, and spreads her cheeks so that tongue can push deep into her ass while she takes another call. Sydney moans into the skin, determined to keep her boss sharp for every deal that needs closing.