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My Co-Worker Owns My Pussy

Penulis: Mystikal Penn
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Screwing My Co-worker (4)

The first thing I noticed when I woke the next morning was the ache between my thighs and the heaviness in my muscles.

My body still carried the weight of what Adrian had done to me against that wall and the memory pulsed through me like it had been burned into my skin.

For a moment I smiled into the pillow because it had been raw and reckless and exactly what I wanted, but the smile faded when the truth crawled back into my head.

We worked together.

I pushed myself out of bed and dragged my body into the shower. I scrubbed until my skin felt sore and the water ran hot over my shoulders, but I could not wash away the sound of his voice when he groaned into my neck or the feel of him holding me so tight that I thought he would never let go.

By the time I walked into the office I had made a promise to myself that I would act normal and that I would not let him see that my body still shook when I thought about him.

Then I saw him.

Adrian was leaning against my d
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