"Then you'll work while pregnant," said the boss as he hammered her shaved cunt. "Lot's of men will pay a lot of money to fuck a pregnant whore and to burn cigarettes into her tits."
Mindless between fear and orgasm, Susan kept her legs spread.
"That's right, bitch, we sell ashtrays too," he said as he fucked her. "We are a growing business. And you'll demonstrate all our products."
An earth-splitting thrust sent his cock deeper into her than she's ever had cock before. He spurted with cream, filling up his new employee like the cum holder that she was.
The boss stood up. Susan lay flat on her back, her tight and nubile body splayed helplessly. Was she pregnant? But she had the job.
"Change into your uniform and go down to the store floor, bitch. You still have to sell your day's quota to customers." |