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Big Black Cock for Mandy Muse’s Plump Big Ass Wilcox smiled. I could never understand why my coworkers always balked at working nights. “Miss Davies,” Mr. There was a severance check for the amount of half a year of my salary, and a reference letter that stated I had been let go due to over-staffing. He laughed again, with a not tonight, but helped me take my boxes to the car. My smile slipped a little as I stepped into the elevator, already occupied by a few of my coworkers. I will do my best.”

Mr. If you will follow me, please?” She led me to an elevator I had not seen before, tucked behind the security desk. It is recognition of an excellent employee that was being held down by bad managers. I waited until he was done stroking before I raised up enough to take his cock head between my lips and suckled out the last dregs of his seed. “Yes, sir.”

“Good. You, if I am not mistaken.”

I nodded, a little shocked. “Good morning, Mr. with us.” He smiled again and left. I giggled at the double take he did when he looked up. “So, how long have you been playing these games at night?”

I blushed, looking sidelong a little sheepishly. “It’s Wednesday, August ninth, at two forty five in the morning.”

“What did you just do and why?”

I looked directly at the camera and smiled.