DASD-681 She’s In Charge Of Processing Claims, And She Can’t Tell Her Husband About It. Amy Fukada

“Are you trying to kill me! Are you telling me to eat a hairpin!” I work in the complaint department of a food company. Even if I go to Kramer’s house and apologize many times, it turns out that “it will be a big deal”. Suddenly, I was forced to take off my clothes and kneel down, and I apologized naked, saying, “If this is the solution.” “I don’t have enough hygiene control” and this time I demand a blowjob… I never hold my thoughts for the sake of the company, but the next day I get a call when I sprinkle it on SNS… [My husband saw it… My wife feels like a stranger where you are…].