Kendell Marano Parker.
I stayed there static, the man still stopped to observe me with that predator look of his, he observed me so thoroughly that I even coloured.
As fast as I could, I pulled the blouse that was in my hands and tapped myself frontally in an attempt by him not to see what he couldn't, and I can almost feel that he gave a smile for this silly gesture.
Holy shit, I'm in the chef's master room almost all naked, the door closed, and the tasty, naughtiness, horny, excitement, crazy and fear of being sent away are all here.
- Waiting for me? - he asks as he approaches me, as if he were going to give his prey the final blow now.
My God help me. I tried to find a hole in the middle of the chef's master room to stick me, walked back and ended up sitting in his ultra mega big bed.
- No chefinho, I was already running out... - I answer a little, I don't know.
He's seeing me almost naked and he's my boss.
Atchim.