Please tell me we’re still okay, Paul. Please.”She started crying again, and Paul stood up.“I need time to think.”He grabbed his jacket and wa...ked out.Leanne was still sat at the table when he returned a couple of hours later. He sat down again, and she looked at him, her face fraught with anxiety.“Finding that photograph in the lining of the album really scrambled my brain, Leanne. I didn’t know whether you knew it was there or not, and what it meant for us if you did.”She nodded.“Did you. How wonderful it is to worship your immense member; to lick and kiss and worship your tumescent rod. I long to rain kisses up and down your glorious shaft and do the same to your swollen eggs. To lick and fondle and suck them as I stroke your width with my little sissy, nail painted hand. My little clitty just twitches thinking of your huge yummy cock head parting my lips. How wonderful you taste on my little cumslut sissy tongue, how the girth of your cock fills my mouth and throat so. I deepthroated him a few times before stopping and moving to lay back on the bed. Nick moved between my legs to muff me. His tounge licked up and down my pussy lips and I placed my hands on the back of his head as he stimulated my clit with his tongue. I Started moaning as he brought me to climax and I pulled his head down into my pussy as I started orgasmning. Nick muffed me till I finished cumming and I then let go of his head. He smile at me as he move up and guided his hard cock deep into. Instead, they offered me a job.••••••••••They wanted a beta tester for a product they were developing. An immersive full recreation of a fictional setting, with access to an extremely pay-to-win cash shop. They had tens of millions in production, and I’d be matched with one and go through the experience they were developing for their customers. If my experiences and feedback provide them with acceptably useful data, I may even be placed in a queue to test another world after my eventual demise..