JUQ-960Workplace incest...the messiest and most intense sexual intercourse during the transfer period Nami Okimiya

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I like to see his side face smile in the workplace... Since when did I have a relationship with him... People around me still think that we are just superiors and subordinates. This is fine, if it can continue forever, Takimoto-san and I will be very happy. "Indecent" that cannot be confided to anyone and will never be accepted by anyone. There is a gap in life with her husband, she doesn’t know what love is, and she doesn’t even know that she is a woman. It is He who saves people like me. He is the same. Originally it was just about discussing work. Unconsciously, they began to listen to each other talk about family matters, resonate with each other, and support each other. With the support of my soul, I am happy to meet him every day at work...the fulfilling days continue. However, people are cruel. Only stability is no longer enough. He began to desire me and I began to desire him. It was quick from there...I was hesitant at first to lie to my husband, but it just came naturally. I want to fall in love with him, I want to have sex, even if I can, I will force the time. There may be feelings of guilt towards her husband and thoughts about his family...but having a secret meeting with him and kissing him, everything becomes insignificant. Looking at the thing he had such a strong reaction to I made it all go away. Rubbing his cock, letting the saliva come out, coating it all in my mouth, and then being inserted into my wet spot. The intense stimulation dyed my mind his color. Even so...change came suddenly. He was transferred. At a time like this, there is nothing I can do as the object of incest. Just accept it. Then I was ready to break up. It was hell from then on. I had to reject his smile, his voice, everything...but the more he was rejected, the more he wanted me. The deadline for breaking up is getting closer. Even so...the sex he forced was instinctive, more 'comfortable' than anything I'd ever felt before. I obviously want to break up, but I can't.