Poor Sales Part 1

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As most pretty women do I always get my way. Sometimes it means flirting with the right person. Sometimes it means letting someone slap my booty on occasion. Sometimes it means letting the chief throw me throughout his desk and ravage me till he's emptied his balls. When the humungous chief OT called me into his office I thought I knew what I was going to have to do. I'd jiggle my pretty lil' booty in his face. Maybe bat my pretty lil' eyes and he'd ignore the fact that my sales have been dropping steadily. Instead OT had his own ideas. At very first I toyed along when he slapped my booty a lil' too hard. When he took out straps and commenced strapping me up I thought that he just dreamed to ravage me the super-naughty way. I was so wrong. He had no interest in intercourse. He did want to grope me, but it never went any farther than fondling. I ached for a sausage inside me, but OT just used me the way he wanted. OT decided to use a sausage inside me, but it wasn't what I dreamed or expected. It was plastic and huge. He shoved it deep inside my running in rivulets vulva while my booty strung up over the brim of his box. Then he whipped me. He bound my gams back to my hair and gave me the most incredible orgasms, but again I just dreamed his sausage inside me.