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For the last three years, I've worked for a group of radio stations in a small market. The on-air part of the job is fantastic, but the best part of the job is off-air. That's when I can deal with our secretary, Joann. This woman is spectacular. I love Mexican women, but Joann is in a class by herself. 5' 6", brunette hair past her shoulders, big, brown eyes, 36C breasts, tight torso, sleek legs, and a sweet, round ass all wrapped in luscious light brown skin. She doesn't flaunt her looks, but she can't help the fact that her body begs to be fucked.

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As I walked through the front door of the radio station I work for, our secretary, Joann, didn't even bother with the pretense of a smile. I gave her a smile anyway, knowing today would be yet another day of using her as my personal whore. For the last few weeks, I've fucked Joann every way imaginable. It's amazing what you can make someone do when you hold the threat of prison over his or her head. Joann had made two mistakes. The first was embezzling money from the company.

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After a nearly 48 hours of non-stop sex, I barely had the strength to get home. Looking back on it, I’m amazed it didn’t kill me. How about that as a cause of death? Too much fucking. If you’ve got to go…well, I’ll spare you the cliché. When I learned the secretary at the radio station I work for had been stealing money from the owner, I saw my chance. I’d wanted to fuck her sweet Mexican body since the first time I’d met Joann three years earlier.

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