A colleague who reassembles his legs many times while taking a meaningful breath and flickers the lower body of Mutchimuchi with conviction. When the working hours passed and there was no going in and out, under the desk, I already reached out to my crotch and pressed the bread string tightly, staring at me with my eyes, exposing my raw pussy, making a radically obscene sound. Tete, I'm crazy with my favorite electric machine. I posted this because I wanted to share with everyone the stupidity of a colleague who has such a lewd propensity.
