Meet the secretary who will destroy your life... Iron control... Bloodthirsty eyes... Devastating sneer... Ruthless thighs... You blink, unsure how amazon goddess has escaped comic book, landed in your office. Starched whilte shirt conceals full, jiggling breasts but not for long. Relishing your discomfiture secretary slowly unbuttons blouse. "I control you." she enunciates carefully, as if speaking to a very dim pupil. "From this momnt forward you will stroke your cock to my beauty until I command that you ejaculate precisely on cue. Any deviation from protocol will result in total destruc... Show more