Michael The Sex god

As she went fashionably into the first floor of Park Empire, the noises of her shoes can be ear-splittingly loud.

As she walked, she tucked her hair behind her ear and walked like a model. She donned a figure-hugging white gown that reached the middle of her thighs.

It exposed her curves, and at the chest region of the gown, there are two buttons, but she left them unbuttoned, exposing half of her breasts as she moved.

She paused in front of the secretary's desk, and the secretary rose to her feet in terror. She gazed at her victim in the manner of a lion.

"Why are you wearing a blouse with a low neckline?" she asked

Your breasts are protruding; are you attempting to seduce my Wilson?" She said with rolled eyes.

"I'm sorry, ma'am, but this blouse doesn't make my breasts explode "She responded with terror.

Before the blink of an eye, the girl smiled and slapped her. The administrative assistant grabbed her face as it stung.

"How dare you speak when I'm speaking," she yelled.

Wilson was captivated by her voice at his office.

He exclaimed, "Oh Jennifer, what have you done this time?" before rising to his feet. He exited the office with his usual elegant gait.

he quickly rushed and grabbed Jenny before she could slap her secretary again.

"talk to your employees. Considering her attire, it is clear that she is attempting to seduce you "Jenny remarked.

Jennifer gave the secretary one last look of contempt before entering his office.

Cynthia took her hand from her face, which is swelled as a result of Jennifer's slap.

She exclaimed in agony, "How can she smack me when what she's wearing makes her look like a prostitute?"

Jennifer quickly placed her hands on Wilson's neck upon his entrance.

He carried her, placed her on the table, and softly kissed her before breaking the embrace.

"Why?" She questioned, amazed by its promptness.

"Jenny," he murmured, staring at her intently.

She said, "Yes, Willy," while sketching his eyebrows with her thumbs.

She bit his lips, but he disengaged once more.

In response to his command

"Jenny, pay attention," "Ok great," she muttered,

"Why are you dressed like this?" Wilson Asked looking at her gown.

"Oh Willy, I knew it! What the hell is wrong with my gown? It's the latest fashion, and you know how fashion-obsessed I am "she responded

"Jenny, don't you get it? It's extremely tight and skimpy, and your breasts are exposed; I don't like it; don't you feel uncomfortable with it?" He complained indignantly.

Jenny left her seat at the table.

"How long are you going to criticize what I wear, Wilson?" I dislike it, I'm at ease with it, and that's why I wear it, so stop being such a whiny child ".

"Am i a bone in your neck now" Jenny questioned him.

She walked up to him and kissed him, but he did not respond. "I'm sorry, I was just... irritated by your incessant nagging about what I wear," she muttered with a grimace.

"Willy, are you furious with me?" she asked. he groaned "Sure, I AM" he replied

"I'm sorry" Jenny apologized

"We both know that your apology is not sincere because you will continue to wear a short dress tomorrow," he stated.

"Babe, I adore skimpy outfits," "Can we no longer discuss this?" Already weary by the discourse, she stated.

How is my sweetie doing today? She asked while smiling and pecking his cheeks.

He smiled and grabbed her by the waist. "As long as you're here, I'm good," he said, watching her with rapt attention.

"I'm considering a career in modeling." she stated. "Nope" Wilson responded quickly.

"Why?" (creating facial expressions)

"Absolutely not," he affirmed.

"I actually......

That was interrupted by his kiss.

He broke it and noticed a smile playing on her lips. "Shut up and just kiss me," he urged. "Not until you give me permission to pursue a career in modeling first," she persisted.

"No "Willy answered.

"Therefore, no kiss today," "She stated and carried her bag

"I love you," he whispered as he drew her back and she fell onto the table.

She beamed broadly as he bent to kiss her once more...

Michael moved in and out of a bitch he's fucking in his workplace at a reckless speed, which caused the air to be filled with loud groans as he did so.

As he moved her back to himself and changed the position to doggie, the whore moaned, "Ouch, Michael."

He then shoved his cock into her ass, and his balls made pounding sounds as they made several connections with her ass. He finished by slapping her ass.

"Oh my God! god of pleasures, I adore your cock "Again, she mumbled stuff.

"Call me by my name, you bitch!" Michael commanded her immediately.

"Michael .... she screamed

A knock at the door cut them off in the middle of their intense pleasure.

"Fuck! And who the devil could that nasty ghost possibly be? "Michael muttered an irritated comment as he stopped his thrusts.

"Hello sir, my name is Franca. I'm here to let you know that the conference's exhibit hall will soon be opening its doors " his secretary announced.

Not now, you damn fool! Time flies so quickly these days "He became furious and retreated from the woman.

After hastily putting on her clothes, he threw a bundle of cash at her, which she promptly snatched.

She then exited the office after Michael told her to "expect his call."

You are welcome to enter." "Michael remarked.

When Franca entered, she was looking just as stunning as she usually does.

You indicated that the time for the conference had come, right? He replied as he took a look at the cigarette sitting on the table.

She simply replied, "Yes, Sir," to his question.

After putting the cigarette back in his pocket, he remarked, "Okay, you take the lead."

Franca was the one to lead the way out, and he walked behind her while staring at her buttocks.

He believed, and at the same time bit his lip, that he will still get to fuck that ass someday."

They ran into Wilson, who was accompanied by his secretary Cynthia, into the conference room.

"Ma bro!" Michael screamed it out.

Wilson cracked a grin.

"You are a very difficult person Michael" Wilson said. "I just saw another young lady leaving your office moments ago. so making out in the office is now the new normal for you"

"I can't help it, fucking is a way of life." Michael responded:

Wilson rolled his eyes at him and muttered, "You mean fucking takes life," as he laughed at him.

"Stop being a grouch, Willy; it's time to head to the conference." "Michael said.

"Sure "He responded as they walked into the conference room side by side, their secretaries trailing after them.