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Chapter 9: Fucking His Secretary

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“Yes… mhmmm fuckkkkk.”

Every muscle in her body tightened. Her mouth dropped open. Her eyes rolled to the back as she moaned loudly, “Yes… fuckkk… I fucking love this.

Orgasms hit like waves. It was violent, messy and uncontrollable. She convulsed around his finger, hips grinding into his hands as her whole body rocked through the release.

“Taste it,” Corey said, eyes locked on Kisha’s. She didn’t hesitate.

She took his fingers into her mouth sucking them deep, tasting herself on his skin, her
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