Wolfing Out In Just The Suit

Too horned up to bother with a shirt. No socks, no underwear, no deodorant. Just my c*mmed-up suit against my skin. Didn't even bother zipping up. No socks, either--easier to slip off the dress shoes and let my sweltering soles breathe, while my wolfish c*ck drools and hardens and f**king explodes into my suit jacket for the second time this business trip.

10.00 USD 100

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