Emeuna

"President Harry, hello! I'm Emeuna, sales director of Herborist. It's such a pleasure to meet you!"

The busty young woman closed the office door casually while bowing respectfully toward Harry, her two snow-white massive weapons of cleavage swaying hypnotically enough to make Harry momentarily dizzy.

"Director Emeuna, hello. Please have a seat. What can I do for you?" Though his thoughts were vulgar, Harry maintained a calm facade - except for his eyes that kept involuntarily drifting toward Emeuna's ample bosom.

Those breasts were simply too tempting, especially with how she kept leaning forward slightly, her low-cut neckline revealing glimpses of soft, pillowy flesh that was all the more alluring for being half-concealed.

"President Harry, you see... President Max has already sold so many shoes. Could we possibly get our cosmetics listed too?"