A few months ago, I visited the headquarters of a major foreign manufacturer for a business negotiation. I was led to a stylish reception room and after some time, the president appeared with his secretary. -What a woman- I thought as soon as I saw her. She had mature breasts that were slimmed down by her clothing but still noticeable, plump buttocks tightly pressed against her tight skirt, and above all, she had an unseemly face for a career woman, resembling a lascivious masochist. Her presence stirred my sadistic blood and, to my surprise, made my groin hot. Later, I heard incredible rumors about her and decided to summon the secretary to a room in a high-class hotel in Tokyo to verify their truth… The doorbell rang, and when I opened the door, it was undoubtedly her. It turned out that she was indeed registered with one of Tokyo's top-tier escort services. My judgment wasn't entirely wrong. Though she seemed unhappy about being summoned, when she heard my words, 'Should I tell the company?', her face froze instantly. As a price for her silence, I thoroughly enjoyed her sensual body and secretly recorded the entire process on camera. It became my new trump card. Forcibly spreading her legs, tormenting her wet perverted pussy, and brutally thrusting my cock into her as she writhed in bodily fluids… She is now mine.
