Mother and I became colleagues’ dogs

Author: ajajnv
Word count: 28932
That day I became a slave to my mother’s deadly enemy. My mother is the boss of a listed company. His boss company is very strange. All the employees and shareholders are all women. Let me introduce my mother. My mother is the first shareholder of this company. There is only one woman in the company who can have an equal conversation with my mother. This woman’s surname is Wang, and my mother always asks me to call him Aunt Wang. Aunt Wang, like her mother, has a mature and strong aura of a strong woman. But the difference is that my mother always wears a dignified and elegant uniform, and Aunt Wang also wears a coquettish dress. Black seems to be the main color of her dress. She also likes to wear tights, which always show her full breasts and slender white legs. Every time I see Aunt Wang, I want to kneel at her feet and lick his feet. That’s it. Next, it’s time to introduce myself. My name is Chang Chang. I’m 12 years old this year. Although I’m still a child, my heart is much more mature than an adult. Because my father passed away at an early age, I have always taken my mother’s surname as Chang, and my mother has been busy managing the company since I was a child. She has little management over me, almost in a state of stocking up, and I have pretty good restraint on myself, until one day I accidentally clicked on a website while surfing the Internet at home. I wanted to close it, but the pictures on it made me unable to take my eyes off it. There are some sexy girls wearing leather clothes and holding whips, and there is a man kneeling at their feet, some licking their shoes, some making horses for them, and some even licking the place where they pee.
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That day I became a slave to my mother’s deadly enemy. My mother is the boss of a listed company. His boss company is very strange. All the employees and shareholders are all women. Let me introduce my mother. My mother is the first shareholder of this company. There is only one woman in the company who can have an equal conversation with my mother. This woman’s surname is Wang, and my mother always asks me to call him Aunt Wang. Aunt Wang, like her mother, has a mature and strong aura of a strong woman. But the difference is that my mother always wears a dignified and elegant uniform, while Aunt Wang also wears a coquettish dress. Black seems to be the main color of her dress. She also likes to wear tights, which always show her full breasts and slender white legs. Every time I see Aunt Wang, I want to kneel at her feet and lick his feet.