Chapter 67 Working Late: His Secretary's Wet Cunt 2
- If I woke up and all this was a dream, I’d be damned—because Bruno Marcelli… was on his knees between my legs.
- His mouth was on my thighs, placing soft kisses, while he’d set me on my desk and sat on my chair.
- For two years, I tried multiple times to get a job in his company. Every application came back denied—until three weeks ago, when I finally got accepted.