CEO Lifetime Contract

y mouth! - And since when do you control her? - Never. The two laugh and Rogers feels a little lighter talking to his friend. - And also... - Christopher says thoughtfully. - She was very nervous,

ss and his eyes dart to the closet, remembering seeing the housekeeper packing her things inside. Rogers gets up hurriedly, opening the compartment doors. Looking around, he opens one of the drawers, finding some lace panties and other very provocative ones. Delicate... He thinks. He takes one, holding it up to his nose, inhaling the smell of the well-washed fabric, not caring at all if that action could be considered disgusting. Her member hardens, imagining her dressed only in that tiny piece in that elevator they met earlier today and Christopher walks calmly to the bathroom letting his perverted mind get the better of him. - Melanie ... - he closes his eyes, touching. Two weeks passed and with that Christopher got a new robe. He listened to Mário talk about her day, which was all about work, and found his favorite piece of clothing to touch. A rose gold baby doll with silk fabric. Without a doubt it was his favorite, just imagining her in that outfit made Rogers instantly hard. It was as if he managed to perfectly reproduce the image of those round breasts with their peaked peaks begging for attention. He imagined kissing that soft brown skin, cupping her pleasure zone, while he slowly took off that piece of clothing. Yes, he was a pervert, but it was nothing she didn't already know. In the city of Los Angeles, California, after finally managing to close an important contract, Melanie allows herself to sprawl in bed, feeling a hellish headache - the result of sleepless nights due to work. After catching up, she wakes up much more relaxed hearing her best friend knocking on the door. - Come on - she stretches, going to answer it. - Good morning, Amanda. - Good morning, Melanie - the secretary enters with the food cart, setting up shop on the sofa. - I brought us Waffles - she starts to serve herself, watching her friend return to bed. - I thought our flight was tomorrow, why are we staying here for another week if we don't have to? - Because I don't want to meet my pervert husband - she begins to feel attracted to the smell of coffee. - Come and have breakfast - Amanda calls her. The brunette gets up from the bed w