Hannah gasped in fresh air like she had just broken the surface of a swimming pool. If you fail, you don’t get the job.”
“…really?”
“Well, yes. Porn Hannah was trembling from the sheer power of the disgust boiling through her. I’ll have to think about it.”
Hannah continued to kneel, silent and still. No need to repeat yourself, Rob. I’d be more than happy to loan you a little more. Instead, she forced herself to push deeper, to lock lips with her roommate’s dainty rosebud and put as much enthusiastic energy into the ass-eating as she could. Chloe patiently waited for Hannah to follow the logical train of thought to one inescapable conclusion. Your choice, dear.”
Hannah’s thoughts raced. Hannah hated it. She stood above Hannah, purposefully holding her pussy over Hannah’s open mouth. And a date with the fuckbench doesn’t just get pulled out of thin air, you know. “Uh huh. And a date with the fuckbench doesn’t just get pulled out of thin air, you know.
