He let go of me and pointed to the couch, “Fine! Take off your clothes first!” I obeyed and promptly stripped naked to lay on the couch. The butt ...plug was firmly planted and didn't lose an inch as I settled on the couch.Then he knelt down next to the couch and instructed me to lay on my side. He pointed his slick dick at my panting mouth, “Is this better? Pussy! Open wide. I want to fuck your mouth some more.” Sliding myself closer to the edge I slid my mouth over his waiting tool. I held it in. When I reentered the room, Morticia was lying on the bed, completely naked. My cock throbbed in excitement and I felt my eyes widen in pleased surprise. I quickly ripped open the condom wrapper, deftly putting on the Skyn before climbing back onto the bed. Once there, I rubbed my cock against her wet pussy lips and her hard clit before thrusting hard and burying myself inside of her. There would be time for foreplay later. She moaned throatily as I started thrusting, fucking her hard and fast,. " A lot of girls come into the store as you probably know." I'll work wherever. Boys, girls, children, or wherever you want me to work." But you do like girls?" he asked again.I didn't like where this conversation headed. Was this guy sizing me up? Did he think I was queer?"I like girls," I said definitively."Good, good," he said and then was distracted by a paper on his desk. I couldn't figure out how he could see anything on the desk. There was so much stuff."Maybe, I'm the wrong employee," I. “You mean Fanny hasn’t told you yet?” “Told me what?” “Oh, nothing!” said Mrs Reagan, suddenly jumping up with a lightness that surprised Qafira in such a large woman. “Nothing at all. Nothing. But I must run. There’s that nice Mr Garland. All by himself. Now that’s a catch, if ever there was one. I wonder who his wife’s with!” And then Qafira was left alone again as Mrs Reagan ran off to chat with another extremely corpulent man, who was wearing a bright blue shirt and truly elephantine.