Step into my medical gear-fetish fantasy in this 30 minute video. I start by tying my hair into a sleek high ponytail before suiting up exactly the way you like: double-gloved in tight white surgical latex, sealed behind a dust mask, and finally snapping on my clear swim goggles. Every piece is fitted perfectly neat, straight, and secure while I breathe heavy just for you. Once I’m dressed, the real fun begins. Watch me rub my breasts and pussy through my latex gloves as I ride a dildo in missionary POV, my moans muffled under the mask and my goggles fogging with every thrust. I switch to doggy POV, looking back at you over my shoulder while you take me rougher, before flipping back to missionary for a messy finish. I stroke you with my latex-covered hands while fingering myself until I orgasm, then I make sure your load covers my gloves, mask, and goggles. For the finale, I come close to the camera, peel my mask and goggles down, and lick your cum off my gloved fingers, savoring every drop. Then I suit back up—mask and goggles sealed tight again—and touch myself until the end. If you love latex gloves, breathy mask play, swim goggle fetish, and fantasy POV cumshots, this kinky custom video is made for you.

Kay has always played by the rules—ten years at the same company, quiet mornings, plain clothes, and polite smiles over coffee. But after hearing the rumors that every recent promotion has come with a “private interview” in the boss’s office, she finally decides to stop being the good girl. Two days later, she’s transformed: hair down, lips red, heels high, and confidence radiating from every move. Determined to get what she deserves, Kay walks into Mr. Stanley’s office for her “promotion review.” What begins as polite small talk quickly becomes charged with tension. Her voice lowers, her blouse loosens, and a flash of cleavage turns into a full-blown seduction. She knows the game now—and she’s ready to play it better than anyone before her. Kay toys with her boss, crossing and uncrossing her legs, teasing him with glimpses of skin as she admits how much the idea of “earning” her promotion turns her on. Her tone shifts from playful to commanding as she talks about what she wants, describing in vivid detail how she likes to start slow—tongue, lips, and a long, deliberate buildup until she’s ready to ride his cock and take the whole thing deep. What follows is an unapologetic display of control and desire: Kay flaunts her curves, massages her breasts through her blouse, bends over the chair to show her wet pussy, and invites her boss to show her exactly why the other women couldn’t resist him. But this time, she’s the one in charge. Every motion, every word, every glance says the same thing—this promotion is mine. By the end, Kay isn’t just another employee looking for a raise. She’s the woman who learned the system, mastered it, and made it beg for her. A mix of story-driven build-up, striptease, oral worship, and explicit office domination, The Promotion Review delivers both fantasy and attitude in classic Kayla style: bold, sexy, and irresistibly confident. Tags: office roleplay, boss/employee fantasy, promotion deal, blowjob, tease and denial, striptease, dirty talk, power play, riding, sensual domination, erotic storytelling

What starts as a moment of sweet after-sex conversation quickly spirals into something far more dangerous and erotic. I slip into a modest outfit, zipped up to hide the curves you love so much, but it doesn’t take long before I start to feel the heat building in my chest. My breasts press harder against the fabric with every breath, the zipper sliding down on its own as I gasp and moan about how tight everything feels. The more I try to cover myself, the more impossible it becomes to ignore what’s happening to me. My tits swell, my body surges taller in small spurts, and every time I glance at your cock, it’s clear that my growth is tied to your arousal. I plead with you not to cum, terrified of what might happen, even as I can’t help describing every sensation in dirty, explicit detail. Soon, I’m towering over you, seams snapping, clothes ripping apart, until my outfit can barely contain me. The zipper bursts open, fabric shreds away, my bra and panties struggle across my swollen body before finally giving out and leaving me completely exposed. I can’t stop growing, can’t stop moaning about the way my tits feel spilling into the open air, the way my ass is tearing through fabric, the way I’m looking down at you like you’re nothing but a toy. All the while your cock throbs bigger and harder, pushing me higher and higher as I warn you what will happen if you lose control. But it’s inevitable. You can’t resist. And when you finally give in, your orgasm triggers the ultimate rush. I grow faster than ever, filling the room, pressing you into my cleavage, describing every second of it as my voice trembles with lust and panic. I moan about how huge I’ve become, how unstoppable the growth is, how dangerous it feels, even as I beg for more. Forty-five minutes of dirty talk, clothes destruction, breast expansion, height spurts, and uncontrollable erotic growth—all driven by your cock and your climax.