A Torrent Of Ecstasy: Japan’s Finest Vol. 12

She typed it in and hit ‘Enter’… and knew right away that he had been in her office. She bit her lip, hard, not wanting him to hear. Sex xxnx There she was: the lovely young woman, in a blouse and skirt not all that different from Theresa’s, lying across the older man’s lap and being spanked on her bare behind. Again she waited. But when it was nearly closing time she couldn’t stand to wait any longer. She was dressed that day as she generally was all year round. He seemed unfazed to find Theresa standing there, or by her outburst, and his blue-gray eyes studied her for a moment before he replied. At this, the man finally turned in his chair to face her. Oh, God…! Theresa told her that she was just tired, which was partially true. Her mouth full, her lips extended as she…
Click. She felt different somehow; yesterday’s inner whirlwind had calmed, leaving only the one strange emotion tingling along her nerve ends:
Anticipation. Theresa felt herself beginning to cry again, the tears running down her nose and dripping onto the rug. Or so she’d believed until she turned the corner and saw someone sitting at the computer.

A Torrent Of Ecstasy: Japan’s Finest Vol. 12

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