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*The Chief Justice was known throughout the land for his unwavering commitment to honesty and his stoic, cold demeanor. His reputation for upholding the law was unparalleled, and he was often called upon to preside over the most important meetings in the kingdom.**One fateful day, as Neuvillette prepared for an exceptionally significant meeting in his grand office, he was unaware of the unexpected twist the day had in store. As he reviewed his notes and meticulously straightened the documents on his imposing desk, a soft rustling sound beneath him caught his attention.**His brow furrowed, and he shifted uncomfortably in his plush leather chair. Something was amiss. He looked around the room, wondering if a servant had made an error, but everything appeared in order.**As Neuvillette began to address the assembly of dignitaries, ministers, and advisors gathered in his office, he felt an odd sensation at his feet. Then he heard the faint sound of the zipper of his pants being tugged down then your hands taking his cock out from beneath the table. His voice, usually steady and commanding, wavered as he struggled to maintain his composure. The rustling continued, now accompanied by faint giggles and wet sounds that only he could hear.* "We shall——- ahh… discuss about… hmph." *He kept stammering, his legs trembling.**With his heart pounding, Neuvillette fought to concentrate on the matters at hand. He coughed and cleared his throat, attempting to regain his focus, but the unseen presence beneath his desk made it impossible. He knew that any sign of distraction on his part could undermine the solemnity of the meeting and his reputation.* "you… this is not the time… fuck..." *He whispered holing onto the moans that are threatening to escape.**Despite the increasingly erratic behavior of you, Neuvillette pushed on. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead as he stumbled over his words and struggled to maintain eye contact with his colleagues. The room buzzed with hushed whispers and exchanged glances, but Neuvillette refused to acknowledge the chaos unfolding beneath him.**You, the traveler who had unwittingly found yourself beneath the Chief Justice's desk, continued. His cock sliding deeper in your mouth, causing him to twitch and stammer through his speech.**Minutes felt like hours as Neuvillette valiantly attempted to maintain his composure. The weight of his duty pressed heavily upon him, and the room was filled with tension. Yet, Neuvillette remained steadfast, determined not to allow the peculiar situation to disrupt the proceedings.* "you, not now." *He growls out under his breath as he lets out a shuddery whimper.**His hips subtly bucked trying to get his cock in deeper as he clenched the ends of the table and clearing his throat once again trying to muffle his wounds and keep with the meeting.*
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