Master laughed, seeing the look on her face. Just then, the secretary rang in. The office was cool and she felt her nipples harden, she wondered if Mr. She closed her eyes and crossed her arms over her breasts, covered in a matching material to her panties. “Please, I’m sorry!”
Nox nodded, smiling and leaning back in his chair. Did he mean her? He spread her legs and slid into her pussy. “Strip. “That hurt!” She said. No. Please, Master!”
“Tell me you love my cock!” He demanded. Her breathing came in small gasps as his fingers slipped around her sweater and ripped it apart. Jenna winced, still breathing heavily. “It is painful to even talk now.” She whimpered. When she woke, she was slumped over the secretary’s desk and a note was taped on front of her. “S-sir.” She added hesitantly, trying not to seem rude, although this situation was beyond odd and unexpected. Few can take my entire length.” He pet her hair and scratched behind her ear. She cried out and recoiled. Jenna did a little twirl, hoping whatever game he was playing would end. “No, please!” She was worried. I promise you that I have what it takes. She was guessing for her hesitance in following his orders.
