"Director Margaret...are you...are you okay?"
The principal at the side looked at Margaret with surprise as she gasped in pain and looked uncomfortable. He imdiately cut off Margaret’s microphone and asked her with concern.
"Hmm... umm!~~~Hmm——" Margaret wanted to speak, but Harry sealed her lips. Under the passionate kiss, what ca out of her lips were panicked sobs and gasps.
Her charming look, with a shy and blushing face, made the principal beside her a little dazed.
The principal had never seen Margaret, the famous and most beautiful director of the district governnt, behave so out of control.
Moreover, this look seems weirder the more he looks at it... Why does it seem like she’s in heat?
Director Margaret... is she here to cause trouble? ?
Thinking of this, the principal’s face turned red, and lustful thoughts began to surge in his heart.
But soon, the principal imdiately gave up this unrealistic idea. How could a man like him touch the woman in front of him?
It’s too dangerous to even think about it!
Whatever happened to this woman in front of him was like dancing on the edge of a knife. He might not know how he would die in the future! !
After calming down, the principal imdiately suppressed the dangerous and terrifying thoughts in his mind.
"I’m sorry, Director Margaret is feeling a little unwell. Let speak next." After all, the principal was an experienced and calm leader.
After realizing that Margaret was acting strangely, he imdiately turned on his microphone, smiled, and stood up to continue Margaret’s words, "Dear parents and students, our school’s results in this exam are very good. Two students scored over 90% and have..." Enjoy more content from .Côm
Margaret breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the principal take over the conversation and resolve the situation for her.
At this ti, Harry’s fierce and passionate kiss also stopped.
Margaret was breathing rapidly and gasping for breath, feeling the caress and rubbing still coming from her chest, and had no idea what was happening to her.
"Sorry, I’m not feeling well. I’m going to the bathroom..." Margaret whispered to the vice-principal beside her, trying to stand up and leave, trying to endure the tingling sensation in her chest from being kneaded.
…
At the sa ti, in the hotel, Harry, who was kissing Margaret’s smooth cheeks and neck with a look of enjoynt and kneading her soft breasts with his hands, heard that Margaret wanted to escape, and imdiately reached out and pushed her, who was about to get up, back to her seat.
Margaret struggled in surprise, only to feel as if there was so invisible force suppressing her in the air.
Imdiately afterwards, Harry sat directly on Margaret’s slender legs.
This ti, the delicate lady was pinned even tighter on the chair. She struggled several tis but was unable to stand up from the chair.
Seeing Margaret’s panicked and frightened face, yet she was suppressing the abnormality in her body and trying her best to hide her sha and panic, Harry beca even more excited!
"Bitch! Want to run? Not that easy! Let you be arrogant! Let you be self-righteous! Today I’m going to make you lose face in front of everyone!"
Harry sneered viciously, then pushed Margaret down on the chair, opened his mouth, and took a big bite of her delicate pink breasts.
He held up two big, white, soft breasts with his hands and squeezed them passionately.
A tingling and numb feeling imdiately swept over her. Margaret felt her whole body go limp and her face flushed with sha. The strange tingling and numb feeling from her nipples swept through her whole body like an electric current.
The pussy, which was tightly closed due to panic and tension, began to wriggle under the stimulation of the nipple. Love fluid trickled out, imdiately wetting the sexy silk panties under Margaret’s hip skirt.
"What’s going on… How could it be like this… No!~~~ What on earth is wrong with !~~~~ Haah!~~~~ I can’t help it!~~~"
"Crazy!~~~What’s wrong with ?!~~~Why!!~~~~Why?!!! Uh-huh!~~~How can I think about such things in this situation~~~~How can I think about such things in this situation! ~~~~Haah! ~~~My breasts!~~~So comfortable!~~~~It’s as if!~~~~It’s as if soone is licking my nipples!~~~~No!~~~~"
"Ah!~~~So exciting!~~~I can’t help but scream!~~~What should I do?!~~~~Is it...is it because I haven’t had sex for too long?!~~~There are so many people looking at !~~~How can I want to have sex!~~~~I’m crazy!~~~I must leave here!~~~But!~~~Um!~~~But why can’t I stand up!~~~"
Margaret struggled in pain and groaned in her heart, trying desperately to escape from the podium in the public eye.
She kept trying to get rid of the strange numbness and itching, break free from the restraints on her body, and escape from there imdiately.
On the surface, Margaret, who had great self-control and endurance, could still maintain a frown and a painful look while sitting upright, but she would twist her hips from ti to ti so that her itchy and wet pussy could rub against the chair.
Only in this way could her itchy pussy feel a little more comfortable...
The pleasure of being licked and sucked on her nipples beca more and more intense, and her breasts felt as if they were being kneaded hard, even causing Margaret to feel a little pain.
All of this was so real, as if there was really soone sitting on her, holding her breasts with both hands and squeezing them hard, and sucking and licking her nipples greedily.
However, Margaret was extrely sure that there was no one in front of her!
"Could it be... Could it be that I... Am I possessed??... Are there really ghosts?"
Margaret trembled slightly with fear and nervously kept observing her surroundings with her peripheral vision.
Her good political literacy enabled her to remain calm on the surface even though she felt extrely uncomfortable and scared. She sat upright on the podium without moving!
Only her rosy cheeks and blurred eyes made her look even more charming and attractive.
…
At the sa ti, in the hotel, Harry was admiring Margaret’s beautiful breasts with a greedy and obsessive look on his face. From ti to ti, he would stick out his tongue to hold the delicate and tender pink nipples and suck them hard.
Director Margaret’s breasts are simply the most beautiful and noble breasts Harry has ever seen!
Every detail reveals a charming sophistication.
You can’t tell at all that this is the breast of a 40-year-old woman!
The breasts are full and round without a trace of sagging, snow-white and tender, and feel soft and smooth to the touch. It is wonderful that once you hold them, you can’t stop and can’t let go!
Margaret’s nipples have obviously been carefully cared for and maintained. At the age of 40, she has such pink nipples and light pink areola.
The areola also seed to have been artificially trimd and maintained. Margaret’s areola was neither too big nor too small, and the proportion was just right.
It was a very regular round circle, which contrasted with the pink nipples and the big white breasts. It looked so beautiful that Harry was dazzled.
"Is this the lady? Damn, her breasts are so well maintained! It seems like she had so plastic surgery!" Harry recalled and realized that he had never seen such exquisite breasts.
Moreover, the texture is first-rate, soft and tender to the touch, fat but not greasy, just the right feel.
A little more softness would make it look greasy, a little less softness would make it look tight. Holding it in your hand and gently fiddling with it, everything feels just right.
"Tsk tsk! It’s fucking great! This woman’s husband is so lucky! He has such a gorgeous wife! And she’s a director! If it were , I would have sex with her every day and sleep with these gorgeous tits in my arms every day?!"
"Damn, it’s a pity that it’s just a stand-in doll. If it was really the slut Margaret, it would be so cool!!"
Although everything was exactly the sa as the clone of Margaret, this was not the real Margaret after all, which always made Harry feel a little regretful.
However, if he really wanted to have a secret affair with a woman like Margaret, with his current status and ability, he probably wouldn’t have any chance at all, and he might even get himself killed!
"After all, you are a woman who has seen the world and climbed to a high position. You can endure this kind of treatnt! Then I’ll give you a little more spice!!"
Harry stood up and glanced at Margaret, who was sitting upright with a flushed face and her beautiful cheeks twisted in pain, but she was still able to remain restrained. The corners of his mouth showed a hint of an evil lewd smile.
Harry squatted down and held Margaret’s snow-white, slender, and round legs with both hands. He suddenly pulled Margaret’s legs apart when she was caught off guard.
Harry narrowed his eyes greedily, his gaze moving down along Margaret’s perfect breasts.
Her waist was flat, white, delicate, and flawless. If it weren’t for the cesarean section scar on her belly, Harry would never have been able to tell that this was a woman who had given birth.
Moreover, this scar has obviously been trimd and cared for, and now it looks very light.
Looking down again, Harry’s eyes imdiately widened with excitent!
"Is this the fucking lady? Her pubic hair is trimd neater and more beautiful than that of ordinary won! Damn! The world of rich people is really incomprehensible!"
Harry couldn’t help but curse in horror, greedily admiring the black pubic hair between Margaret’s snow-white and round legs.
Margaret’s pubic hair has obviously been carefully trimd and cared for. The thick pubic hair is trimd very short and forms an inverted triangle shape, which looks magnificent and further highlights the charm of Margaret’s pink vagina!
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