Storage closet

“The 2 women, 1 Filipino named Debra and 1 Black named Tianna, both athletic bodies with a tone build.

Jackson is rapidly fucking the Filipino woman’s face as she is on her knees and her head roughly banging on the shelves behind her. The Black one has her face up Jackson’s ass. Thumping and licking easily heard.”

Jackson’s friend happens to walk in.

Mark: Fuck! I’m sorry I didn’t think this would be happening in here… Jackson, you didn’t go home after the meeting?

Jackson keeps going as they talk. Constant thumping is heard.

Jackson: Oh hi Mark! Nah, I took the opportunity with these bitches first. I’ll be heading home right after I’m done with them.

Thump thump thump thump

Mark: Ah OK, umm… could you pass me the F12 file just by Debras head. I need those records to track our latest shipments.

Thump thump thump

Jackson: Sure. Debra, reach back and grab F12. Debra? Debra?

Thump thump thump

Mark: She’s knocked out cold. Probably from the head banging.

Jackson: Right. Well I guess I’ll get it then. Here you go.

Mark: Thanks. By the way, I don’t know if you’ve noticed but her mouth is oozing cum.

Jackson: Oh! Well shit, I guess I’m done then. Ah OK, Tianna get back to work. I think we better leave Debra here to regain consciousness.

Both men looking slightly concerned.

Mark: If she does regain consciousness.

Jackson: Yeah.

They awkwardly leave the closet. Closing the door while she still lays inside.

Alarm sounds!