Mystery Mistress 9
Oops. That was all it took. One brief glance down her sexy top. In a split second your eyes shot down, then back to Hayley's eyes. You didn't get to enjoy the peek. It was too short to get any real details. But it was long enough. Long enough for Hayley to notice. She smiled and said "Gotcha! Over the desk, now."
Honestly, you were surprised you held out as long as you did. Her corset-top exposed too much cleavage, and it magically drew your eyes in. You sighed and turned around. You spread your legs so your feet were a little more than shoulder width apart, and bent over at the waist, laying your upper body across your desk.
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