Chen Sirong has read some online posts, why do some people like to find a master?
The responses below are all kinds of strange, but she found an answer that suits her.
Because I have never felt the complete fatherly love, I can feel the back to anyone with confidence, and I have never got a hand to touch her hair generously, and said that I did a good job.
Born in such a not-so-rich family, the center of the entire family is always around the younger brother.
The sisters were much older than her and dropped out of school early to go out to work.She was the only one who studied and went to school.
Of course, I heard a lot of complaints. After getting into high school, my family didn’t plan to let her study anymore, but a teacher from the school came to her home and said that she had good grades and never give up.
Chen Sirong will never forget the teacher's name.
After three years in high school, he took good care of her.Occasionally, when living expenses are short, he would invite her to have a meal in the cafeteria.
He has never exceeded the rules, but Chen Sirong thought that he should like her.
Chen Sirong has never forgotten a long past.
She thought that it was from that time that she knew how important the care of an elder was to her.
She can be cared for, too.
Sara said she had experienced the pleasure of being completely cared for, completely wrapped, and completely doting.Responsible to bear all the slaps and hand them over to their master.
You know, at the end of the slap, he will always rub every blood mark of you with great patience.
You can show all your shameful appearance and desires nakedly before him, without fear or hesitation.
Because he will accept all you look like.
When Sara said this, Chen Sirong left warm tears.
In the past, I was ashamed and covered when I used small toys and watched sp/sm videos.
It was not until I met Sara that I realized that this was not something shameful.
The reason for the formation may be complicated and cannot be explained clearly.But there is nothing wrong with enjoying a spicy Italian coffee.
…………
The plane took off at 9 p.m.
Caesar's private jet has some commonly used clothing.Chen Sirong and James sat in a row, flipping through the news about Charlie's injury on social media.
Most of them are some F1 fanatical fans tweeting, and the trend of tweets is mainly to care whether Charlie can recover from health before the start of the season in March.
This year, the team is working hard to win the championship, replaced it with a new Manager, and plans to poach two aerodynamic engineers from the Red Bull team.
Who knew that at this critical moment, the most critical racer was injured.
James pointed at a tweet and Chen Sirong looked over.
Rman brings 'good luck' to Ferrari!
James clicked on the reply, and there were actually many people in it sarcastically.
Some have passed.Chen Sirong whispered.
James shrugged: Who knows.
Chen Sirong was slightly stunned.
She had actually known that her team colleagues were dissatisfied with Caesar, but at this moment, James's seemingly unspoken reply actually expressed his position.
Like those netizens who pushed him, he was standing in the fire to watch the fun.
Not far away, the lounge door opened again and Caesar stepped out with a new shirt and vest.
James turned off the push smoothly and started talking to Caesar.
Chen Sirong leaned into the chair.
An indescribable mood.
She was originally just a member of the fire watching from the other side of the river, and Caesar was hard to come by for her.
But…that cup of coffee.
She glanced at the empty coffee cup.
My bad，Grace。
His tone was gentle and strong, but he could also take the initiative to apologize to her without any grudges.
He is not the kind of arrogant and arrogant man.
But the position he occupied was so jealous that it was so cold that it was so cold that not everyone could withstand such pressure.
Chen Sirong forced himself to look away from Caesar, but the voice of his conversation with James still came into her ears in detail.
His voice was very low, like his fingers were passing through the thick coral velvet.If you listen carefully, you can easily get lost in those rhythmic tones and forget what he says.
Chen Sirong realized her loss of composure again, and she has been too unstable recently.
With the pressure at work and the appearance of Caesar, she felt her internship position was shaky.
Her heart was so wrinkled that she felt uncomfortable. Chen Sirong wanted to lie down, but she couldn't.
The plane landed at Monaco Airport an hour later. The cold air at the airport instantly blew away Chen Sirong's beautiful thoughts and anxiety.
James drove, and the three of them headed towards Charlie's house.
…………
Charlie's injury was not serious. The medical team gave Caesar a more comprehensive and detailed report and confirmed that he could basically recover after a month of rest.
In the morning of that day, three of them checked into the hotel, and Chen Sirong took his computer and started writing public relations documents.
The next morning, James received the draft. After he revised it, he gave it to Caesar for review and then published it.
The crisis was quickly resolved, and the team issued an announcement, and the rumors that Charlie had lost this season were self-defeating.
It was not a big PR incident at first, but Caesar went to check out the news about Charlie's injury overnight, which later caused some discussion.
James asked if he needed to respond again, but Caesar refused.
The next day, the three returned to Italy.
Caesar did not rest and soon flew to Japan to discuss the engine modification issues with the engine supplier this year.
In the evening, Chen Sirong got off work on time.
She habitually browses the information about the convoy during the meal, but she didn't expect that there were only scattered news about Caesar visiting Charlie during the day, and it became a little out of control at night.
She sent James a screenshot of these tweets.
Grace: Do you need to respond to these public opinions?
James's message was quickly answered: Caesar said no during the day.
Grace: But now it has diverged so much that it is a little uncontrollable.
He started to accuse Caesar of his show, and his life experience began to be widely discussed.
The son of the sponsor, who was only 35 years old, served as the Ferrari team manager. He has no experience and lacks ability. He is not as good as a show model as a show model only if he looks and figure...
Malicious speculation and evaluation are overwhelming, and Chen Sirong doesn't believe it James can't notice it.
Sure enough, James' message came back soon: Grace, please contact Caesar and ask if you need to reply.
Chen Sirong couldn't help but swear in front of his phone.
James would reasonably shirk responsibility. Everyone knows that Caesar is now in Japan. It is 7:30 p.m. in Italy time, and it must be early in the morning.
Will he lose his temper if he is awakened like this if he is asleep?
However, public opinion feedback is the least waiting for others. If Caesar is investigated by the time, Chen Sirong will definitely not be able to escape.
But such doubts lasted only for a second, and Chen Sirong knew that work was more important than her own emotions.
After dialing Caesar's phone, Chen Sirong turned on the phone and put it on the table with hands-free.
The beeping phone began to ring, and she couldn't help but hold her hands in her chest and bit her lower lip.
Caesar answered the phone the third second after the phone rang.
Hello Grace.
His voice was not sleepy at all, calmly and clearly as if he was in the same time zone as her.
Chen Sirong immediately replied: Hi, Caesar.
Caesar remained quiet while elaborating on those false and malicious remarks.Chen Sirong couldn't see his expression, and his voice became more and more vulnerable at the end.
That's it. Chen Sirong's heart is pounding, which is much worse than what she saw earlier, so does the team need to reply to this?
No, Grace.
After a long silence, Chen Sirong heard Caesar's voice again.
Still calm, without any emotion.
Already suspected of spreading rumors.
No, Grace.He still insisted.
Chen Sirong was a little depressed, but his heart was inexplicably gushing out of sour and astringent liquid.
He was scolded by someone by name, but he still said no.
Sorry, I've disturbed you to rest.Chen Sirong decided not to worry anymore.
No need to be sorry, this is your job.
Thanks, goodbye, Caesar.
After Chen Sirong finished speaking, she waited for Caesar's goodbye.
But unexpectedly, the phone number was:
Have a gd night，Grace。
He remembers that it was night in Italy, so he said Have a gd night, Grace.
When he hung up the phone, Chen Sirong was in a trance for a moment.
Soon, she knew the source of something wrong with her.
She was wet.
A faint commotion came from her lower abdomen, and she sat on the chair and began to unconsciously clamp her legs.
Chen Sirong went to take a shower.
Her hair was blown half dry and she walked back to the bedroom naked.
In a corner of the white wall, there is a full-length mirror.
She used to scraping cleanly in the triangle area of the center of her legs.
Sitting in front of the mirror, Chen Sirong took out her sucking toy.
Her arms were stretched straight to her chest, squeezing her breasts slightly, thus forming a more rounded shape. The lights in the bedroom were very bright, and the tiny blood vessels on her breasts could be seen clearly in the mirror.
At first she liked to drive the second gear, not the lowest but not very high.
Sucking the clitoris carefully will bring more pleasure than itching but less than orgasm. She likes to suck slowly and step by step like this.
Then, happy sounds spilled out from time to time in the throat.
Her eyes passed through the mirror and saw her blushing cheeks.
After sucking to the third gear, Chen Sirong's body couldn't help but shake.
As the wet hair shaking, it began to gently sweep over the towering nipples, and Chen Sirong's sensitive body trembled a little out of control.
But she was greedy for that pleasure and refused to pull her hair out.
Chen Sirong closed her eyes.She thought that sexual fantasies were not illegal.
His hands would knead her breasts hard, leaning against her index finger, and pinching her sensitive, already towering nipples.
She would tremble all over with pleasure, and then he would jammed her neck heavily.
His hands were big and he could easily take her completely under control.
She obediently lay on the ground, holding her thighs with both hands, completely exposing her labia, which had been so wet that it was already unreasonably.
The falling slap slapped her flower heart, and with just a moment, she would wet the mattress under her.
Chen Sirong's thoughts were completely lost in the climax.
Before she could imagine his insertion, she could not stand the spray of water.
She was so hot that she was breathing sharply. She barely found her thoughts from the climax and turned her head to see herself in the mirror.
Her eyes were wet, her rosy lips were slightly open, her thighs were spread apart, and she poured transparent water on the small toy.
There was a crisp sound coming from nowhere in my ears, and a second sound came from.
Chen Sirong's brain was empty, and it took him a long time to remember that it was his alarm.
She sat up from the mirror in fear and went to get her cell phone.
It was already 8:08, and C sent two messages.
C: Good evening, Grace.Have you given your boss a coffee?
Five minutes apart, the second message.
C: Grace, you forgot the time.
Knowing that she had missed eight o'clock in masturbation, Chen Sirong was very upset. She forced herself to calm down and then replied to a message.
Grace: Good evening, I’ve delivered coffee to my boss.Sorry, I missed the time.
C: What were you doing just now?
Chen Sirong looked at the news and fell into deep thought.
Sara said he was a hard person to catch.And Chen Sirong didn't want to miss him.
There was a faint smell on her slender fingers, and she gently tapped on the keyboard.
I was masturbating just now.
Chen Sirong released the trap belonging to Grace.
The responses below are all kinds of strange, but she found an answer that suits her.
Because I have never felt the complete fatherly love, I can feel the back to anyone with confidence, and I have never got a hand to touch her hair generously, and said that I did a good job.
Born in such a not-so-rich family, the center of the entire family is always around the younger brother.
The sisters were much older than her and dropped out of school early to go out to work.She was the only one who studied and went to school.
Of course, I heard a lot of complaints. After getting into high school, my family didn’t plan to let her study anymore, but a teacher from the school came to her home and said that she had good grades and never give up.
Chen Sirong will never forget the teacher's name.
After three years in high school, he took good care of her.Occasionally, when living expenses are short, he would invite her to have a meal in the cafeteria.
He has never exceeded the rules, but Chen Sirong thought that he should like her.
Chen Sirong has never forgotten a long past.
She thought that it was from that time that she knew how important the care of an elder was to her.
She can be cared for, too.
Sara said she had experienced the pleasure of being completely cared for, completely wrapped, and completely doting.Responsible to bear all the slaps and hand them over to their master.
You know, at the end of the slap, he will always rub every blood mark of you with great patience.
You can show all your shameful appearance and desires nakedly before him, without fear or hesitation.
Because he will accept all you look like.
When Sara said this, Chen Sirong left warm tears.
In the past, I was ashamed and covered when I used small toys and watched sp/sm videos.
It was not until I met Sara that I realized that this was not something shameful.
The reason for the formation may be complicated and cannot be explained clearly.But there is nothing wrong with enjoying a spicy Italian coffee.
…………
The plane took off at 9 p.m.
Caesar's private jet has some commonly used clothing.Chen Sirong and James sat in a row, flipping through the news about Charlie's injury on social media.
Most of them are some F1 fanatical fans tweeting, and the trend of tweets is mainly to care whether Charlie can recover from health before the start of the season in March.
This year, the team is working hard to win the championship, replaced it with a new Manager, and plans to poach two aerodynamic engineers from the Red Bull team.
Who knew that at this critical moment, the most critical racer was injured.
James pointed at a tweet and Chen Sirong looked over.
Rman brings 'good luck' to Ferrari!
James clicked on the reply, and there were actually many people in it sarcastically.
Some have passed.Chen Sirong whispered.
James shrugged: Who knows.
Chen Sirong was slightly stunned.
She had actually known that her team colleagues were dissatisfied with Caesar, but at this moment, James's seemingly unspoken reply actually expressed his position.
Like those netizens who pushed him, he was standing in the fire to watch the fun.
Not far away, the lounge door opened again and Caesar stepped out with a new shirt and vest.
James turned off the push smoothly and started talking to Caesar.
Chen Sirong leaned into the chair.
An indescribable mood.
She was originally just a member of the fire watching from the other side of the river, and Caesar was hard to come by for her.
But…that cup of coffee.
She glanced at the empty coffee cup.
My bad，Grace。
His tone was gentle and strong, but he could also take the initiative to apologize to her without any grudges.
He is not the kind of arrogant and arrogant man.
But the position he occupied was so jealous that it was so cold that it was so cold that not everyone could withstand such pressure.
Chen Sirong forced himself to look away from Caesar, but the voice of his conversation with James still came into her ears in detail.
His voice was very low, like his fingers were passing through the thick coral velvet.If you listen carefully, you can easily get lost in those rhythmic tones and forget what he says.
Chen Sirong realized her loss of composure again, and she has been too unstable recently.
With the pressure at work and the appearance of Caesar, she felt her internship position was shaky.
Her heart was so wrinkled that she felt uncomfortable. Chen Sirong wanted to lie down, but she couldn't.
The plane landed at Monaco Airport an hour later. The cold air at the airport instantly blew away Chen Sirong's beautiful thoughts and anxiety.
James drove, and the three of them headed towards Charlie's house.
…………
Charlie's injury was not serious. The medical team gave Caesar a more comprehensive and detailed report and confirmed that he could basically recover after a month of rest.
In the morning of that day, three of them checked into the hotel, and Chen Sirong took his computer and started writing public relations documents.
The next morning, James received the draft. After he revised it, he gave it to Caesar for review and then published it.
The crisis was quickly resolved, and the team issued an announcement, and the rumors that Charlie had lost this season were self-defeating.
It was not a big PR incident at first, but Caesar went to check out the news about Charlie's injury overnight, which later caused some discussion.
James asked if he needed to respond again, but Caesar refused.
The next day, the three returned to Italy.
Caesar did not rest and soon flew to Japan to discuss the engine modification issues with the engine supplier this year.
In the evening, Chen Sirong got off work on time.
She habitually browses the information about the convoy during the meal, but she didn't expect that there were only scattered news about Caesar visiting Charlie during the day, and it became a little out of control at night.
She sent James a screenshot of these tweets.
Grace: Do you need to respond to these public opinions?
James's message was quickly answered: Caesar said no during the day.
Grace: But now it has diverged so much that it is a little uncontrollable.
He started to accuse Caesar of his show, and his life experience began to be widely discussed.
The son of the sponsor, who was only 35 years old, served as the Ferrari team manager. He has no experience and lacks ability. He is not as good as a show model as a show model only if he looks and figure...
Malicious speculation and evaluation are overwhelming, and Chen Sirong doesn't believe it James can't notice it.
Sure enough, James' message came back soon: Grace, please contact Caesar and ask if you need to reply.
Chen Sirong couldn't help but swear in front of his phone.
James would reasonably shirk responsibility. Everyone knows that Caesar is now in Japan. It is 7:30 p.m. in Italy time, and it must be early in the morning.
Will he lose his temper if he is awakened like this if he is asleep?
However, public opinion feedback is the least waiting for others. If Caesar is investigated by the time, Chen Sirong will definitely not be able to escape.
But such doubts lasted only for a second, and Chen Sirong knew that work was more important than her own emotions.
After dialing Caesar's phone, Chen Sirong turned on the phone and put it on the table with hands-free.
The beeping phone began to ring, and she couldn't help but hold her hands in her chest and bit her lower lip.
Caesar answered the phone the third second after the phone rang.
Hello Grace.
His voice was not sleepy at all, calmly and clearly as if he was in the same time zone as her.
Chen Sirong immediately replied: Hi, Caesar.
Caesar remained quiet while elaborating on those false and malicious remarks.Chen Sirong couldn't see his expression, and his voice became more and more vulnerable at the end.
That's it. Chen Sirong's heart is pounding, which is much worse than what she saw earlier, so does the team need to reply to this?
No, Grace.
After a long silence, Chen Sirong heard Caesar's voice again.
Still calm, without any emotion.
Already suspected of spreading rumors.
No, Grace.He still insisted.
Chen Sirong was a little depressed, but his heart was inexplicably gushing out of sour and astringent liquid.
He was scolded by someone by name, but he still said no.
Sorry, I've disturbed you to rest.Chen Sirong decided not to worry anymore.
No need to be sorry, this is your job.
Thanks, goodbye, Caesar.
After Chen Sirong finished speaking, she waited for Caesar's goodbye.
But unexpectedly, the phone number was:
Have a gd night，Grace。
He remembers that it was night in Italy, so he said Have a gd night, Grace.
When he hung up the phone, Chen Sirong was in a trance for a moment.
Soon, she knew the source of something wrong with her.
She was wet.
A faint commotion came from her lower abdomen, and she sat on the chair and began to unconsciously clamp her legs.
Chen Sirong went to take a shower.
Her hair was blown half dry and she walked back to the bedroom naked.
In a corner of the white wall, there is a full-length mirror.
She used to scraping cleanly in the triangle area of the center of her legs.
Sitting in front of the mirror, Chen Sirong took out her sucking toy.
Her arms were stretched straight to her chest, squeezing her breasts slightly, thus forming a more rounded shape. The lights in the bedroom were very bright, and the tiny blood vessels on her breasts could be seen clearly in the mirror.
At first she liked to drive the second gear, not the lowest but not very high.
Sucking the clitoris carefully will bring more pleasure than itching but less than orgasm. She likes to suck slowly and step by step like this.
Then, happy sounds spilled out from time to time in the throat.
Her eyes passed through the mirror and saw her blushing cheeks.
After sucking to the third gear, Chen Sirong's body couldn't help but shake.
As the wet hair shaking, it began to gently sweep over the towering nipples, and Chen Sirong's sensitive body trembled a little out of control.
But she was greedy for that pleasure and refused to pull her hair out.
Chen Sirong closed her eyes.She thought that sexual fantasies were not illegal.
His hands would knead her breasts hard, leaning against her index finger, and pinching her sensitive, already towering nipples.
She would tremble all over with pleasure, and then he would jammed her neck heavily.
His hands were big and he could easily take her completely under control.
She obediently lay on the ground, holding her thighs with both hands, completely exposing her labia, which had been so wet that it was already unreasonably.
The falling slap slapped her flower heart, and with just a moment, she would wet the mattress under her.
Chen Sirong's thoughts were completely lost in the climax.
Before she could imagine his insertion, she could not stand the spray of water.
She was so hot that she was breathing sharply. She barely found her thoughts from the climax and turned her head to see herself in the mirror.
Her eyes were wet, her rosy lips were slightly open, her thighs were spread apart, and she poured transparent water on the small toy.
There was a crisp sound coming from nowhere in my ears, and a second sound came from.
Chen Sirong's brain was empty, and it took him a long time to remember that it was his alarm.
She sat up from the mirror in fear and went to get her cell phone.
It was already 8:08, and C sent two messages.
C: Good evening, Grace.Have you given your boss a coffee?
Five minutes apart, the second message.
C: Grace, you forgot the time.
Knowing that she had missed eight o'clock in masturbation, Chen Sirong was very upset. She forced herself to calm down and then replied to a message.
Grace: Good evening, I’ve delivered coffee to my boss.Sorry, I missed the time.
C: What were you doing just now?
Chen Sirong looked at the news and fell into deep thought.
Sara said he was a hard person to catch.And Chen Sirong didn't want to miss him.
There was a faint smell on her slender fingers, and she gently tapped on the keyboard.
I was masturbating just now.
Chen Sirong released the trap belonging to Grace.
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