My industrial master wife


Hello my dear My husband is a master of industry and I usually prepare lunch and his apprentice would come and get it. Another afternoon his apprentice came, I opened the door and said, “You came so early, come in apprentice, there is a serving plate on the table there, put your food on and fill your stomach.” When his apprentice saw me in my bathrobe, he looked me up and down. He went into the kitchen and I was just going to my room when he shouted, “Sister, where is the ladle?” I said. “It’s in the large drawer downstairs.” “Okay,” he said first, then he called me back, saying, “I can’t find it.” In the meantime, I had taken off the towel on my head and was about to take off my bathrobe when I said, “Okay, okay, I’m coming,” and went into the kitchen. “It’s in that drawer,” I said and bent down in front of him. Of course, when I bent down, the bathrobe was pulled down to my lower hips. Right at that moment his apprentice said, “I’m sorry sister, but I can’t take it anymore,” and put his hands under the bathrobe. You can continue by tapping on the image to see the pictures of that moment.

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