I took the long way around to the office hoping that no one would see me. I felt and Looked royally used and abused. I knew if any of these perverts saw me like this I would end up pulled into the room for another relaxation session and would walk out even worse.
The automatic lights clicked on as I walked under the motion sensors alone and the hall ways were quiet until I rounded the corner I could hear a faint yelping sound and quickened my pace until I came to a open door. The noise was even louder.
It was Tiffany by the sound of it, I slowly walked in and looked in the apartment into the other open door to the bed room and could see an old man with his pants around his ankles and him
Thrusting wildly. As Tiffany's feet rocked if every thrust and she helped and moaned.
"This is what you get for bending over in those slutty pants little girl!" The man roared.
"Bu...AH! You asked me to make you.. your bed!! Ugh Ah! Oh god!"
She retorted as her feet curled.
I smiled at the fact I was not alone and thought about watching for a few moments.
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