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Her ample breast pushed high giving her mesmerizing cleavage that many a business man would spend hours captivated by. Not even attempting to hide their stares or have the decency to be embarrassed. She would often catch gays Martin staring, licking his lips lost in some forbidden fantasy. Letting out a sigh, she stares at her blank resume. Alicia Redding. Brooklyn, New York… this was hopeless. How was she ever going to get a job if she couldn’t stop thinking about her past long enough to even write a resume. She closed her laptop and looked around her tiny studio apartment. Five steps separated her bed and the small stove in her kitchenette. Nothing fancy just enough space for her to start over. Her mind drifted back to her old office… it was a busy day in the office. Martin’s black executive secretary, Melanie, was busy organizing a large presentation surrounding a new potential investment. New clients would be arriving via private jet at 1pm in the conference room and she was rushing the college interns around ensuring everything was perfect. Alicia stayed out of the way, wandering the halls until her meeting with Martin. She was always so nervous for her pre-presentation meetings with Martin. Martin had always been like a father to her. When Alicia’s father passed away 7 years ago Martin promised that he would always take care of her. On this day he called to schedule their meeting for 1030am. Early meetings generally meant Martin was particularly creampie keen on impressing the new blowjob clients and would be very specific about the role she would be playing in today’s meeting. Alicia took a deep breath before entering his office. The lights were dim and the currents closed. A selection of lingerie and stiletto heels were displayed on the oversized dark wood desk in the middle of the room. Alicia wiped her sweaty palms down the sides of her black skirt and waited for Martin. He walked from the hidden door to the left of his desk. He walked with such authority and presence that Alicia sat up straighter in her chair. “Alicia,” he began taking a seat behind his desk. “Today’s meeting is very important. We are looking to come to an agreement on terms for funding a project with a new team of clients.” His fingers found there way to a pale pink lace bra. His cumshot thumb gently rubbing the fabric that would soon be covering Alicia’s taught nipples. “I am going to need you try on these outfits and return for my approval.” Alicia knew Martin well enough to know that he had already chosen which outfit she would be wearing under her business suit today but this is the dance she was asked to play. She would model each outfit for him allowing him to make a final choice. Alicia grabbed the outfits lying across the desk and stepped through the door Martin had just entered through. Inside the hidden door was a room. There were no windows, only rich wood paneling, a dark red leather couch and anal a tall mirror. The room was lit in a soft warm light that made you feel like you were illuminated by candle light. Alicia slowly began to undress. I met hers with mine and we tasted each other just as my stomach cramped and my cock started spewing streams of pressurized cum into my sibling’s soft hot center. ADRIANNA "DID THAT GUY CROWBAR AND HIS BUDDIES DO THIS TO YOU?" he black asked. She unbuttoned her top button. He came closer to me and reached out his hand to take my underwear down. It was creampie a ball gag. If they haven’t let your breasts be exposed, take one of their hands and lift it so your bikini top falls away. I watch as all the men grab something small out of it, as another butler walks in after him with a different tray carrying blowjob mini bottles of anal water. Again a shiver ran through her and she felt both delight and sorrow. Was she willing? Are you getting horny, whore? I set down my phone and look at my place to see that I need to clean that shit, cumshot and quickly. He knows shes been sexually active for a few gays years now. Those women had sometimes put the men's cock inside their mouths. Soon we have both swallowed a couple loads of black boy juice. “Um yes... very,” I replied awkwardly. Oh, yes, yes!”