“Unbuckle your pants” she ordered, approaching him from behind. It seemed the middle-aged brunette was as nice as she was pretty and well hung. Was he discovering his sexual identity late in life? Those people were immediately dismissed as conspiracy theorists and Futa-phobes by the media and culture at large. Art, credentials and various accolades lined the walls. The IT department was tiny. Some males needed no convincing, of course, but they didn’t interest Nadia. Now he was kneeling on his boss’ floor, sucking her fat, musty dick like a back alley whore. Gazing up at the gorgeous woman, her curvy body heaving as she masturbated lewdly, something snapped in him. He’d been looking for gainful employment for almost two years after college with only a handful of interviews to show for it; none of which panned out. Williams…”
“I need relief, Josh. The best part was that drinking Futa cum would deliver an extra dose of the same drug.
