Even A Beautiful Career Woman Who Can Do Her Job Can't Resist The Pleasure Of Aphrodisiac Squirt Lasciviousness.

I never fail. I've heard that line somewhere before. It has a kind of stiff ring to it, but I'm sure I'm being sarcastically described that way somewhere in the company too. I pride myself on never being shaken by anything. I never break my routine. The commuter train, every morning the same time, the same car, the same door. As usual. But today was just a little different. My crotch is wet... What the hell did someone do to me? I can't hide my agitation from the sudden stimulation. No, I can't. If I get flustered by something like this, it's not like me... and yet. Today too, I can't stand not having some unknown substance applied to my crotch. Day after day, something slimy is applied, my head goes fuzzy, and even if I don't moan, I leak my juices. I don't care what happens anymore. I don't care if I'm indecent. Because I've found a pleasure greater than work.