The caretaker?

The opened door slammed against the wall and a kind of fatty elder guy with few hair was standing in the ladies´ room. His grey smock showed he was the caretaker. “What is the reason for this moaning? Ooohhh look what I‘ve found! The newbie from the boardroom! Barely here and already getting fucked in the ladies´ room, that‘s what I call employee orientated!” Before Mary realized what was happening to her his callused worker‘s hands had grabbed her, pulled her in front of one of the empty cabins and pushed her on her knees. Soon his smock and trousers were opened and Mary was staring at the caretaker‘s Willie. Roughly he grabbed her head pressing her lips onto his piston. “Suck it bitch!” he grunted at her. Under his heavy treatment Mary had **** but sucking his cock until she had to gasp. The guy that looked like the town hall‘s caretaker was pulling and pushing her clever head forth and back wildly. With changing pace it kept going on. Obviously he had just been urinating at the gentlemen‘s room as he had heard Mary‘s moaning. At least he tastes as if it was so Mary thought for herself. Suddenly he had reached the point of no return and shot his cream into her throat. Mary was trying hard but failed to swallow everything but a lot of his jizz was running over her chin right in the moment as the door to the ladies´ room was opened again.