Getting Naughty in the Hotel Hallways and Elevator (Caught)

She lurked in the corridor, the carpet muting her footsteps, the camera in her hand capturing every illicit detail. Her eyes darted to the elevator doors, watching as they slid open, revealing the unsuspecting mark. He stepped out, briefcase in hand, tie slightly askew, and she pounced. The lens zoomed in on her mouth, lips parted, tongue teasing the tip of her tongue before it disappeared back into her mouth.

He stumbled back, surprise etched on his face as she dropped to her knees, the camera now angled upwards, capturing the underside of his chin, the bulge in his pants growing rapidly. Her hands, one still clutching the camera, the other free, fumbled with his belt, unzipping him with a swift, practiced motion. She tugged down his boxers, his cock springing free, already hard and throbbing. Her tongue snaked out, licking the shaft from base to tip, before she took him fully into her mouth, gagging slightly as he hit the back of her throat. The camera shook slightly, the angle shifting as she began to bob her head, sucking him deep, her saliva coating his shaft, making it glisten under the harsh fluorescent lights.