Nancy's first day on the job as the president's secretary, she was suborned by the president and fucked for almost a whole day before it was over.
By the end of the day, she was on her back, unable to get up, her body as heavy as lead.
Michael cleaned her up as usual and couldn't help but pat her arse as he watched her limp and panting on the bed.
"How's it going, Miss Secretary, tired from work today?"
Nancy gouged him hard and twisted her face over to ignore him.
"Just came on the first day I stayed in your office for so half a day, what should people think of me, surely they should say I'm a vixen."
Thinking about the group of women in the company who are like wolves and tigers, Nancy had a headache, after all, where there are many women there are many rights and wrongs.
