If the asshole did this to anyone else, please kindly correct it for them too. Who wants to come to a job where they know they are getting paid less b...cause of gender or race?” I asked the man at the desk.He smiled as he said, “Does that mean I can give myself that raise everyone was supposed to get last year, but the previous sales manager only gave to the mechanics and his cronies?”“No. I will call my corporation’s payroll department to fix this for everyone. I don’t play those games and. Make it neat, you'll be wearing this stuff again.”I did as I was told, folding each item and setting it in a neat stack. As I stripped I wonder what she was getting at about wearing it all again. She never liked my cross-dressing and tonight she had been encouraging it, I couldn't make sense of it.I soon stood before them naked, with a solid erection.“How big?” Peter asked me.“A little over six-and-a-half-inches, sir,” I replied.“A little longer than me,” he said.“Oh,” my wife interjected. Her. "On the house," the woman said, refilling my glass. "I know those eyes." She smiled, and I tried to reciprocate weakly. "You're gonna need to work on that smile, buddy. Faker than a pawn shop diamond ring."I let out another sigh and finished the second glass, the burn slowly rising to my head. What am I doing here? I had no answer, so I left a scrap of paper that had once resembled currency and shuffled out. The Sky is Crying popped into my head, and I mumbled the Stevie Ray song to myself as. It’s a dream come true. He can’t contain himself any more. He mutter’s loudly, “Oh fuck Marcy. Fuck, I’ve wanted to fuck you since the first moment I saw you. Oh fuck. oh fuck. I’m going to cum. oh fuck Marcy I’m going to cum in your cunt.” Marcy turns away and grips the table. Then see feels Tim’s cock swell and explode in her. “Oh FUUUCCKKK.” Tim moans as he unloads his cum deep in Marcy’s pussy. Tim’s hand grip her hips tight as he trembles in orgasm. His cock pulsating insider.