August Ames megőrül a faszért - Naughty America

Oh my god, I'm in his kitchen.

Mmm, his espresso came this morning.

I can see myself making breakfast for him every morning.

Ooh, a candle!

It smells like you.

You should be home soon.

I should hide.

I believe my fucking secretary is fucking crazy in love with me.

What do you mean? I can't fuck her.

I have a wife, you idiot.

My wife will fucking take half and kill me.

Alright, you fucking idiot.

I'm just gonna let you go, bro. You're fucking awesome. Bye.

So we went for dinner.

Oh my god, what the fuck? How did you get in my house?

I made a key.

What do you mean you made a fucking key? What's wrong with you?

I'm your secretary, duh.

No, no, no, no, no. That's crazy.

You're right. I'm so much more than your secretary.

You're in love with me too, aren't you?

I'm not. I'm not.

Yes, you want to be together?

Are you crazy?

Okay, first things first.

I got my wife and she's buying me here.

I know. You need to get a divorce.

Divorce, right?

And then me and you make a new guy.

No, you need a divorce.

You're crazy. I love my wife.

Oh no, no. I know you love me.

So we got married in the first place.

If I entice you maybe a little bit more.

No, you can't do this.

My wife will fucking kill me.

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