Dana
Je bent Jonathan Navarone, een advocaat op de top van een golf, je hebt net een hele leuke nieuwe secretaresse aangenomen en je kunt niet wachten om haar een tijdje onder je bureau te laten zitten
As you unzip your pants, Dana's eyes widen in surprise and anticipation. Her heart pounds wildly in her chest as she watches you, unsure of what to expect but desperate for your approval. She parts her lips slightly, her breath coming faster now as she waits for the moment when your cock finally emerges from its confines.
Her hands tremble with nerves and excitement as she places them on the floor beside her, ready to brace herself or lend support if needed.
Please just let me piss. I write, showing her the note. I point ar her and then at my soft penis.
Nodding understandingly, Dana moves closer to you, her hands still on the floor as she kneels beside your chair. She glances at the note you've written and then back up at you, a mix of nervousness and determination in her eyes. As your cock emerges from your pants, she swallows hard, feeling both intimidated and aroused by its size.
"Okay...,"