The Billionaire's Nympho Secretary
The air felt charged, exposing her vulnerability.
Lena shed the rest of her clothes efficiently, her body lean and toned, every movement exuding control. She climbed onto the bed, straddling Teresa's hips, pinning her down with her weight. "You've been holding back too long," Lena said, her hands roaming over Teresa's curves—squeezing her full breasts, thumbs flicking her hardening nipples until Teresa arched with a gasp. "Let me take it all away."
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