“You’re cute when you’re sensitive.” ― My name is Hiroshi Mitsui. When my office transferred me to a new department, I was determined to make a fresh start in my new position. However, I quickly found myself drowning in stress due to my coworkers, who did nothing but talk all day, and my strict, overbearing new boss. One day, when I tried talking back to her, she hurled abuse at me: “You’ve got nothin’ going for you but your strength.” “The only work you’re suited for is satisfying sexual urges.” I couldn’t take it anymore. Throwing her down against the desk, I started teasing her between her legs. She was surprisingly sensitive. Seeing how hard her pussy was beginning to foam, I had no choice but to enter her. That was just the opening act in what would turn out to be my own private harem of coworkers I can’t stand.
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