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I actually just wanted to drop off my documents — but I had a different kind of billing in mind...
So I show up to my tax advisor wearing a see-through lace bodysuit — no bra, no plan, just pure pleasure.
He is shocked at first. Cool then.
And suddenly the papers are on the floor — and I am on his desk.
He takes me hard and deep as I groan in his ear. Missionary, doggy — anything he wants.
In the end, he injects his stress right into my mouth and deep into me.
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