Scotty needs to have his taxes done, so he goes to Sierra Fontaine‘s office. This babe is the sexiest tax accountant he’s ever seen. This 63-year-old gal is wearing a sheer top fastened just under her breasts. Her stomach button is stripped. That babe has long strawberry-blond hair, and she’s wearing a very short skirt, so short that we can see the tops of her stockings. And she has very lengthy legs.
Scotty takes notice her. Sierra takes notice him. She loves what this babe sees.
“Wow, this smooth operator is so sexy and hawt,” Sierra thinks. “I urge all my clients looked like him. And he’s so youthful. I wonder if this petticoat chaser has a greater than standard wang?”
They commence working. Turns out Scotty is trying to claim some unusual tax deductions.
“I seem to watch plenty of underware purchases,” Sierra says. Meanwhile, she’s thinking, “Does this chab wish me? I wonder if this ladies man is ever had sex with a much-older dominatrix.”
Scotty explains that this chab buys lingerie for the gals he goes out with. Sierra says, “I adore underware myself. I am just not sure if those can be considered tax deductions.”
But that babe still cant concentrate. That babe is eying Scotty up and down and saying to herself, “I’m getting so moist. I can’t screw one of my clients, can I?”
Well, indeed, she can. To the finest of our knowledge, there’s nothing in the Tax Accountant’s Code that says, “You cant shag your clients.” So Sierra excuses herself…and when she comes back…yowzer! This babe is changed into a skimpy brassiere and briefs and a sheer robe.
Bears a resemblance to tax time is about to acquire a lot more interesting.
Sierra sucks Scotty’s bigger than run of the mill, dark dick and takes it deep in her granny muff. And–get willing now!–she acquires drilled in her taut a-hole.
Tax time is fun time. Betcha nobody ever said that before!
And by the way, Sierra actually is an accountant.