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When he gripped my chest, my body became hot, and he appeared hungry.
I stopped moaning because I don’t want to demonstrate that I approve of what he does to me.
My hand reached for his chest, and he was ready to push me when he pulled my hand to my head.
“You can’t refuse me, Ms. Yhra Santos.”
Every massage that stroked my body was intoxicating and soothing, and my hair stood on end.
With each massage, my body felt like it was on fire. I wanted to stop what he was doing to me, but it was too painful for me.
As all my hair stood on end, I moaned as one of his hands couldn’t rest on the mouth of my femininity.
“That’s right,” I stuttered, sighing at what he was doing. I’m at a loss for how to get him closer to me. I’m having a hard time understanding what he’s doing. I don’t want to be bothered by him.
“So damn gorgeous,” she said, before releasing my hand and dropping her lips to my womanhood.
I’m not sure whether to shout or complain about what she’s doing. I don’t want to scream with every sweep of her tongue. My grasp on the bed is so firm, but her grip on my thigh is much tighter, emphasizing my femininity even more.
“Please, that’s correct.” Then his tongue began to play even more there. I couldn’t stop grumbling about what he was doing to my womanhood. I can’t stand him any longer.
Do you really want me to stop? He stated this recklessly before taking my hand and putting it on top of his slacks. He demonstrated the expression and silly grin that diverted me.
“You’re about to touch my baby.” Then he unzipped his clothes and revealed that he wore no briefs or boxers. Nothing else but pants.
As he removed his pants, my eyes widened. Because he threw something in his coat somewhere.
“I want to loosen that tense pussy.” I swiftly connected my lips to his as he brushed his head over me, studying my reaction. While my penis was below me looking at him, he looked to enjoy himself.
“Cry out my name, say it.” I gazed at him as he immediately entered my mouth and parted my lips.
“S-sir.”
“Remon,” it said, with a scowl on its face.
“Remon-oh.” His palm immediately covered my mouth as he walked in loudly.
Because of its size and length, it felt as if I could urinate in agony and tears. I couldn’t sleep in his apartment while he lingered.
As I cried, she saw the blood drain from my womanhood, and her grip on my mouth lessened.
“You’re a virgin, huh?” I looked up to stop moaning since his every movement accelerated as though I were losing strength. It was even more painful.
At the same moment that he is digging, my nail is digging into his arm.
“I-it hurts,” I muttered, his gaze firmly fixed on my face.
You’ll be able to complain to me later. He remarked naively before laughing and smirking, becoming louder with each step towards my room. It’s as if I’m oblivious to what he’s doing; it’s insane.
“Just a second-ahh!” I moaned as he elevated my thigh, and my waist was on the bed’s edge while he stood there.
“Hmm, you’re one of the hottest janitresses I’ve ever seen,” she remarked. She is really sexy, and her facial expression suggests that you will be taken away.
“Damn it, talk dirty!” he yelled, and I was stunned by his yell.
“M-delicious,” I whispered sheepishly, and he smiled and sank deeper because I nearly shrieked.
“I understand, and you enjoy it.” I closed my eyes and parted my lips as his hold intensified. I’m at a loss on what to do.
“You keep meeting with me!” “His mouth is open,” he said. “I think it’s sexy.” His replies and gasps were enthralling and addicting.
“I love this,” he whispered as he raised me up and leaned against the wall, my shoulder near to his. Inside of me, the taste was delectable. I have the urge to pee.
“Can I enter your body?” He smiled at me as I shook. His arrogant grin made me even more hot.
“Oh god,” I mumbled, flushing. He kissed my lips before speeding up, and I didn’t know where to turn my head because everything I could feel at the moment was a jumble.
I’m worried we’ll be discovered and asked why I’m not cleaning up. This is my first day on the night shift.
It was delectable because I was enjoying something I had never expected to like.
And the agony, it hurts inside me, even if I’ve just gotten this far. I should have spent my first night with my fiancé, but I didn’t.
How can I have the confidence now if every man wants to be the first to marry her?
“A-ahh,” Sir Remon moaned as he brushed my hair, almost breaking my waist with his pace.
“L-Lesley,” she murmured, and I was shaken by what she said and who she was. Lesley, who are you? She is currently speaking to another woman while I am with her.
“S-sir…”
“Shut up and wait!” he yelled angrily. I cried when I was weak, attempting to avoid his gaze.
That horrible ache happened to me.
Suddenly, he shoved me, and then someone hissed behind me, taking the garments I had taken up.
Make yourself at home, janitress. I don’t want to see your face in this room. “Do you get it? ”
“Y-Yes,” I murmured as he walked away.
I’m disgusted. I’m ready to go home.