Yuna, it’s time to submit the manuscript tomorrow. How much have you written?
The handsome man with long legs dyed his hair golden, his oblique bangs covered one eye, and his chin had a blue stubble, which forced the petite woman and the chair to the corner.
Ah... It's not possible at all, Ah, I don't feel anything... Yuna even huddled her feet on the chair, rubbing her long hair with annoyance, and the dark circles under her eyes were as thick as smokey makeup, and her face was exhausted
Is that right? That's a bit bad. The editor of Si Ye raised Yuna's chin. Your article is the main point in our books and magazines. If you can't submit the manuscript on time, if you open the skylight, Yuna, you will be responsible.
Yuna is a famous meat essay writer in the town. Her meat essays were published in a magazine. This magazine is not only published in the town, but also marked as the eighteen bans and is distributed throughout neon. The meat essays she wrote are very popular, and many of them were bought by AV companies to make AV scripts.
AhAhAh But I can't do anything about Ah. I don't feel anything when I write it. Even I think it's boring. I'm just handing over the manuscript like this. Yuna's whole face wrinkled in a ball.
Don't you feel it? Do you want me to find someone to help?
Si Ye retreated and took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. He would always encounter this kind of situation when writing such articles. He was used to solving various problems for the ace writer of this magazine.
Let me see what you are writing... Si Ye walked around the table and looked at the open computer screen. Is it so bad that I didn’t write a single word?
No matter, I won't write anymore, at worst I can pay a fine for breach of contract. Yuna looks like she is throwing apart.
Hey, this happens to my author, I will be deducted the bonus Ah. Si Ye stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around Yuna's waist. Do you still remember what I said? No matter what method I use, I will ask you to submit the manuscript on time. Don't be willful, go and write the article quickly, come and let me supervise you well
Sitting on the chair, pulling Yuna on her lap, trapping her between her arm and the table, dragging her over the computer that was placed aside, let's start, if you don't feel it, I'll just look for you.
Si Ye unbuttoned the chain of his pants and released his thick cock. Let's start first. If it's not enough, I can find more for you. Come on, use your legs to clamp it, stretch out your hand to unbutton Yuna, pull off the bra, and hold a pair of tender breasts with both hands to knead it. How about it? I know you are just looking forward to me to find a feeling for you. Little slut, you don't even wear under your skirt. Do you want me to insert it directly?
That's not... Yuna clamped her cock that had not yet become hardened with smooth thighs. She went to drink with other authors last night and lost playing games. On the table in the bar, the male painter who drew pornographic comics in your magazine was the male painter who serialized "Brother Loves Me". She had a lot of pain under her fucking, and she felt so swollen that it hurts when she touched her underwear. She couldn't even wear underwear.
Is that true? Why don’t you write such a good plot? Or are you actually not writing because you drank too much and were fucked by a man so that your legs were weak and unable to get up?
Thrust your waist and rub the swollen hole. It seems that you want to teach you a lesson. I held my thick penis and squeezed open my slippery lip and poked it straight in from the middle.
Ah... it hurts... it has not yet been swelled yet. Ah... it hurts so much... Yuna frowned and moaned, swallowing her big cock deep into the depths. The pussy, which was not completely wet, was scraped a little painful by the thick penis, but she still let Si penetrate into the depths. She didn't dare to offend this ghost editor. She did not submit the manuscript on time last time, but was pulled down by him and was fucked by six or seven editors for two days.
When signing a contract with the magazine, he specifically proposed that if the manuscript is not submitted after the time limit, the editor in charge will formulate punishment measures. Usually, the editor asks the author to submit the manuscript early or write a few more articles. Once the manuscript is delayed, the author will become the meat in their hands. Cut it as much as you want.
The handsome man with long legs dyed his hair golden, his oblique bangs covered one eye, and his chin had a blue stubble, which forced the petite woman and the chair to the corner.
Ah... It's not possible at all, Ah, I don't feel anything... Yuna even huddled her feet on the chair, rubbing her long hair with annoyance, and the dark circles under her eyes were as thick as smokey makeup, and her face was exhausted
Is that right? That's a bit bad. The editor of Si Ye raised Yuna's chin. Your article is the main point in our books and magazines. If you can't submit the manuscript on time, if you open the skylight, Yuna, you will be responsible.
Yuna is a famous meat essay writer in the town. Her meat essays were published in a magazine. This magazine is not only published in the town, but also marked as the eighteen bans and is distributed throughout neon. The meat essays she wrote are very popular, and many of them were bought by AV companies to make AV scripts.
AhAhAh But I can't do anything about Ah. I don't feel anything when I write it. Even I think it's boring. I'm just handing over the manuscript like this. Yuna's whole face wrinkled in a ball.
Don't you feel it? Do you want me to find someone to help?
Si Ye retreated and took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. He would always encounter this kind of situation when writing such articles. He was used to solving various problems for the ace writer of this magazine.
Let me see what you are writing... Si Ye walked around the table and looked at the open computer screen. Is it so bad that I didn’t write a single word?
No matter, I won't write anymore, at worst I can pay a fine for breach of contract. Yuna looks like she is throwing apart.
Hey, this happens to my author, I will be deducted the bonus Ah. Si Ye stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around Yuna's waist. Do you still remember what I said? No matter what method I use, I will ask you to submit the manuscript on time. Don't be willful, go and write the article quickly, come and let me supervise you well
Sitting on the chair, pulling Yuna on her lap, trapping her between her arm and the table, dragging her over the computer that was placed aside, let's start, if you don't feel it, I'll just look for you.
Si Ye unbuttoned the chain of his pants and released his thick cock. Let's start first. If it's not enough, I can find more for you. Come on, use your legs to clamp it, stretch out your hand to unbutton Yuna, pull off the bra, and hold a pair of tender breasts with both hands to knead it. How about it? I know you are just looking forward to me to find a feeling for you. Little slut, you don't even wear under your skirt. Do you want me to insert it directly?
That's not... Yuna clamped her cock that had not yet become hardened with smooth thighs. She went to drink with other authors last night and lost playing games. On the table in the bar, the male painter who drew pornographic comics in your magazine was the male painter who serialized "Brother Loves Me". She had a lot of pain under her fucking, and she felt so swollen that it hurts when she touched her underwear. She couldn't even wear underwear.
Is that true? Why don’t you write such a good plot? Or are you actually not writing because you drank too much and were fucked by a man so that your legs were weak and unable to get up?
Thrust your waist and rub the swollen hole. It seems that you want to teach you a lesson. I held my thick penis and squeezed open my slippery lip and poked it straight in from the middle.
Ah... it hurts... it has not yet been swelled yet. Ah... it hurts so much... Yuna frowned and moaned, swallowing her big cock deep into the depths. The pussy, which was not completely wet, was scraped a little painful by the thick penis, but she still let Si penetrate into the depths. She didn't dare to offend this ghost editor. She did not submit the manuscript on time last time, but was pulled down by him and was fucked by six or seven editors for two days.
When signing a contract with the magazine, he specifically proposed that if the manuscript is not submitted after the time limit, the editor in charge will formulate punishment measures. Usually, the editor asks the author to submit the manuscript early or write a few more articles. Once the manuscript is delayed, the author will become the meat in their hands. Cut it as much as you want.
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