You didn’t hesitate. Your lips parted, and you took the client deep, your tongue swirling as he gripped the arms of the chair. The room filled with the wet, filthy sounds of your devotion, and soon your boss demanded his turn. You switched between them like the perfect little toy, suck ing one while stroking the other, your sissy heart pounding with pride at how they unraveled under your touch. By the end, they were both panting, spent, and grinning like idiots. The client signed the contract right there, still catching his breath.
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