I’m browsing some online shops for a new office chair while sitting on the loser assistant’s face – but I’m not really sure if I should get a new one after all – his stupid face is pretty comfy after all. And while I’m sitting carelessly on his face, he’s getting smothered under my ass and his face is flattened under my full weight. I only give him short breathing breaks in between before my merciless jeans ass comes down onto his face again and prevents him from breathing. I tell him that – if he doesn’t endure being my office chair and I actually have to buy a new one – I’ll have to fire him – so he does his best to please me … we’ll see if he’s able to!

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