Ariel Blue (Poor Sales Part 1)

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As most pretty girls do I always get my way. Periodically it means flirting with the right person. Periodically it means letting someone spank my caboose on occasion. Periodically it means letting the chief toss me throughout his desk and tear up me till he's emptied his balls. When the ginormous chief OT called me into his office I thought I knew what I was going to have to do. I'd wiggle my pretty tiny bum in his face. Maybe bat my pretty tiny eyes and he'd ignore the fact that my sales have been ripping off steadily. Instead OT had his own ideas. At very first I played along when he slapped my caboose a tiny too hard. When he took out cords and started trussing me up I thought that he just wished to tear up me the insane way. I was so wrong. He had no interest in intercourse. He did want to fumble me, but it never went any further than fondling. I ached for a beef whistle inwards me, but OT just used me the way he wanted. OT determined to use a beef whistle inwards me, but it wasn't what I wished or expected. It was plastic and huge. He pushed it deep inwards my dribbling cunt while my bum dangled over the verge of his box. Then he lashed me. He tied my gams back to my hair and gave me the most extraordinaire orgasms, but again I just wished his beef whistle inwards me.