Long shift

By the time the shift was coming to an end, Zendaya had blown at least a dozen cocks, if not more. She had swallowed at least he same amount of cum and felt how her stomach was full. Just as her boss told her to close, a group of five young men had come in and noticed the sigh.

"You blow us off?" one of them asked.

"Only if each of you buy pastry for at least ten bucks," Zendaya told them. "But otherwise, I would like to close the store."

The five put their heads together for a moment and discuss it. "If we wait until you done with your work we could fuck you for free," one of them said.

"Not if I stay home," Zendaya said as she had learned some details about how things were going on here. She still couldn't make a sense what had happened, but it felt to her as if she was trapped in some parallel world and on top of everything, she now was some normal college girl who needed to pay bills.

Earlier, when there had been a quiet time, she had taken the chance to look outside and see how things were functioning here. It had turned out, people just had sex. Some guy would walk up to a lady and she would bend over or support herself against a wall as he fucked her, then both would go on their ways again.

"She right," one of them said.

"But she really hot," the next said.

"I can pay my ten bucks," the next one added.

"Okay," one of them said then to Zendaya. "But if we tip you ten bucks extra, you gonna show us your tits and let us cum over them."