"Why don't we fuck her real good before we go." NO!" Betty yelled."I was afraid that you couldn't speak," Joey said. "But now that we see that your mo...th moves, I'm going to stick my cock in it. But you better not let a drop slip from your mouth, because these boys can be very irrational."Betty couldn't help but shake with fear. They really expect me to eat his sperm, she thought, clamping her lips tight, hoping that they wouldn't insist on this debasing degradation.She watched as Joey pulled. In the middle of March, 2016, the director I reported to at work called me into his office. When that happens, it's not a good sign. I thought he was about to pass me a banker's box and show me the door.Instead, he presented me with what he called an "opportunity". The company I worked for had two or three offices in the Phillipines, mostly support and sales. Thanks to the amount of local and foreign talent available there, the higher ups wanted to build out the capabilities of those offices. Once I’m in position he re-enters the room and takes me by surprise when he uncovers me completely but he explains that his place isn’t cold like the salon, so I don’t need covers. He hands feel just as magical as last time, but I notice that his fingers aren’t as careful to avoid grazing the sides of my tits, inner thighs, and ass. He increasingly widens his scope of touchable skin, and I start to suspect he isn’t sticking to professionalism. With each pass he edges closer to violating me, and. "Uh, I'll need some help with this."Karlie raised her eyebrows lasciviously. The pants she had made for Adam were too tight – on purpose. They showed off every inch of his lower anatomy and he had to push his cock down his trouser leg to lace up the pants in the front.Karlie had insisted upon remaining steadfastly true to Sarah's vision. The costumes were as authentic as she could make them given the limitations of modern fabrics. Her only allowance for comfort was to use breathable cotton.