[CLO-102] Coercion, secretary. The target flower, God Bodo, a flower

The first time I saw her was at the entrance of the building where I work. The height that stretched out was higher than that of a general man, and the eyes and nose were crisp with the small face, and the perfect beauty was generously showed to the circumference. In the blink of an hour, her presence became known, and it didn't take long for her to know that she was the secretary of the president of a large company. I thought that I was a woman who was an ordinary office worker, but a chance connected me with her. Jim, who happened to be there, was with me, and she spoke to me. "You've met somewhere, have you?" And... I didn't miss the very embarrassing gesture at that time, the attitude to walk away, and above all the masochist temperamental expression. There were also bad rumors about her, and I bet that I would threaten her with the story. Then bingo! She succumbed to my begging.... He held out to me a slender model figure that I had imagined and held me. She seems to have been going to do it once, and every time she calls, she takes a defiant attitude. However, if it is a bad secretary at the time of death each time, and if you scrape the tide out of the wet Ma ● co with a hard mausoleum ● and insert it, it exposes the propensity of the favorite thing that Ma ● co writhes so much that there is no time to dry, so I hit semen while enjoying such a figure!