Dress code? What dress code?

Suit code? What suit code?

Dress code? What dress code?

When we asked Roxy Royce, a 55-year-old wife and Mamma from Southern California, how that babe usually dresses, that babe said, “Very hawt and alluring. It’s all body-hugging and flaunting sort of clothing, whether it is workout attire, business attire or easygoing. It is all body-hugging and flaunting to flaunt off my assets.”

Roxy is a business executive, and speaking of which, this scene widens with Roxy sat at her desk, wearing a low-cut blouse. Her H-cup melons, fully super-sized, are busting with out her button-down top. That babe summons one of her employees to her office and has him sit on the bed. That is always a nice sign. Turns out that Roxy is wearing a short, constricted petticoat and heels to go along with her big-tit top.

But here’s the thing: Roxy has summoned Marco to her office to remind him of the suit code. U watch, he’s supposed to wear a tie to work, but that Lothario doesn’t. But there is one other thing Marco always does.

“I watch your eyes wandering each single day,” Roxy tells him. “You’re always looking at my hooters.”

“They’re kinda unbending to miss,” that buck says. “Talk about the costume code…they’re literally dangling out.”

“Well, you know, the suit code doesn’t apply to me,” Roxy says. “I can do whatsoever I want to do.”

Then this babe displays him the real reason she wanted to meet with him. To toss off and suck his knob. To copulate him on the corporate couch. To take his cum all over her bigger than run of the mill whoppers.

This chab might not at any time receive a raise with out her, but she definitely acquires a rise without him.

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