Poorly

The polo shirt was no match for being caught in a door and being pulled as Jaycee flew backwards as her shirt instantly shredded. She grunted and stood back up cursing to herself.

"Well what do we got here?" A voice had startled Jaycee who kept her hands glued to her smooth slit. It was a young hooded male judging by physique. He whistled looking Jaycee up and down.

"I...am having quite a bad day." She nervously got out as he eyed her bare legs.

"Gonna get worse I'm afraid. Hand over your cash." The hooded stranger pulled a knife out pointing it toward the bottomless beauty.

"I don't have any!" She replied backing up against the wall as he pressed the knife to her neck.

"I'm sure we can find something for you to give…" he smirked slowly making the knife go down to her bright orange bra, slicing it from her body as her pale breasts with pointed ghost nipples bounced into view.

"Hands on the wall." The robber demanded as Jaycee obeyed, he flipped her around pressing her body against the wall, keeping her hands pinned above her head as he started grabbing at her exposed flesh. She squirmed as he let his hands wonder under her tits, to her navel, and undercarriage. But found nothing but Jaycee to his touch.

Eventually he found her car keys she had hidden in her socks, took them and gave a final slap to her rear as he left Jaycee.

"Bye dollface, good luck with your day!" He laughed as he ran off leaving the black haired beauty stranded naked outside her work, and with no keys to get home.