1. Night queen. Day 1
  2. Night queen. Day 1

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secretary in our company, although it is rather called work under the table at the chef.

This stupid chicken, except for how to make a terrible coffee and idle talk on the phone, doesn’t know anything. So to tell her that I will not come on time is useless, the phone is always busy, and when she hears this she will only be pleased and teach everything in a bad light or not inform the boss at all. On the rights of his mistress, she walks like a steal around the office and angrily pushes her nose, if she does not like something and always informs me, I will inform the chief about this. So it would be foolish to hope for support from her, besides knowing that the boss to me does not breathe evenly, she only dreamed that I should quit, but rather that they should fire and the boss would cool down to me.

Everyone knew that she was hoping to take the place of his wife and maybe get a small stake in the company, therefore she tried hard to please the boss. Remembering what the past mistress of the chief did when he made her from the secretaries head of the department, just so that she was not bored she was happier, you could only bite with your teeth in anger. Without education and brains, she shuffled everyone for any reason, eventually bringing the subdivision to the point that they personally submitted a letter of resignation.

The chief looked at it and dismissed her, although, not long after being alone, he found himself another passion. Let's hope that he will not raise it anywhere. - Alexander Vladimirovich, sorry, at night I could not send her a text message, the phone ran out, and after that I fell asleep. - How did you wake up, why didn’t you call and do not turn on your new posts? Suzanna Olegovna, I know you perfectly well to believe everything you say unfoundedly! - It is guilty ..., but you ... After all, give me another chance to improve?) Having made a guilty mine, I actively tried to pull the situation to my side.

Alexander Vladimirovich looked at Susan and pondered. The employee is good, so what's the employee what kind of girl ... A good filly, what are the legs, chest, waist ... Yes, it would be necessary to travel around her somehow. He imagined how at the sight of his sitting in a chair, Susan dropped to her knees and spreading the pants of his pants caressed his dick to exhaustion with her tender and affectionate lips. - Alexander Vladimirovich, are you listening to me ?? - Oh, yes ... Yes, I listen! The last time I close my eyes on your late arrival, z and p o mn and the last time !!

You can be free. After listening to the hour whipping and having received the remark, I went to the workplace with displeasure. The day passed quickly, except for a conversation with the boss there was nothing usual, everything is trivial. (Especially for eroticspace.info — sexitails.ru) However, a lot of calls made me tired and I just dreamed of getting home as soon as possible. The day was stormy, active, and I terribly wanted sex) My panties got wet at every thought of him, the fabric was so pleasantly rubbing the clitoris, mmmm, I was so impatient, well, when THIS was, I ran into the apartment.

She tore all things off of herself, and sat down on the floor right in the corridor and began to masturbate furiously. Oh yeah, mmmm ... today. My imagination was the chief, but he was strict today, but still ... The imperious low timbre of his voice beckoned, I wanted to obey him. Power men is my passion. I imagined you, how imperiously you take me in your arms, throw it on the bed. You tear the clothes on me, handcuff your hands to the bed, and invade my pussy.

You ruthlessly crush me like a whore to pain, mmmm Yes !! You enclose a pillow under me and without lubrication quickly penetrate the anal, causing me pain and pleasure at the same time. Yes Yes!!! So, take me faster, I love anal sex !!! The waves of orgasm fall on me, I finish one, two, three, and I can no longer count the number of orgasms that engulf me. My legs are trembling, my eyes are half-closed, moans are breaking from my lips ... And in these moments I am happy, because you love me, and the best confirmation of these words is crazy passionate sex! Here is a dish for a snack)) Next time I promise to write a longer story, and offer any topic. Write me a mail

- I'm listening

2 comments
  • cobeleno16 (a guest)
    October 18, 2012 7:04

    I never wear underwear, but when I go home, I tear off my wet panties. Bummer. Watch the plot when you make it up.

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  • Alexey (a guest)
    October 20, 2012 20:00

    Complete crap! Don't even think about writing further, it's not yours! No style, no syllable, thoughts jump like a kangaroo while hunting for them. This is all intended not to excite, but to kill the whole sexual mood. Score 2!

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