Of course she does!

"That's a brilliant idea! " KiKi agrees! "You're sure you don't mind?"

"It's our pleasure, really, Ma'am!" Roxanne assures her.

"We're VAG girls!" Kwanjai reminds her. "The client's pleasure is OUR pleasure!"

"Please, let us help you disrobe!" Roxanne offers.

The tall African woman removes KiKi' top while the short Thai woman relieves her of her skirt.

"You have an adorable pussy, if you don't mind me saying so, Ma'am," Kwanjai obseves from her squatted position in front of said pussy.

"Why thank you!" KiKi exclaims. "I try to keep it well groomed and toned for my husband. I'd do absolutely ANYTHING for Mr. Peters!"

She glances meaningfully at you.

"He is a very lucky man," Roxanne observes.

"I'm the lucky one!" KiKi proclaims. "Now, everybody watch me! Everybody!"

Again, she glances at you and then climbs into the Worthington's massive bed.

She starts masturbating without preamble, left hand at her cooch, right hand mauling her right tit.

"Ooooh Mr. Peters!" She sighs, because apparently she calls her husband Mr. Peters in this fantasy.

Roxanne and Kwanjai take positions on either side of the bed, paying close attention to their practice client as she tends her own garden. Their nipples rise within the tight tops of their uniforms and damp spots appear at the crotches. They really enjoy their work.

"Of course, as VAG girls, you'll need to be discreet," you explain to the candidates. "If a client starts getting really vulgar and self-abusive while you're monitoring them, you can't show any signs of disapproval or judgment. Your job is to watch, not disparage."

KiKi takes the hint.

"Oh god, I'm such a whore!" She exclaims. "Such a nasty, fucking whore! Fuck me like a whore, Mr. Peters! Make me your whore! I want it up the ass! Fill my nasty ass with your beautiful spunk and then let me suck your cock clean!"

The candidates show no signs of disapproval or shock. They just get more horny. Kwanjai shudders. Roxanne licks her lips.

"Of course, a truly dedicated VAG girl knows that customers don't always ask for what they truly want, what they truly need," you say. "The successful trainee will show the ability to provide for the client's needs before even being asked, no matter how far out of rhe scope of the original contract. "

You grin, wondering which will be the first to breakdown and eat KiKi out.

"She needs you to fuck her, Sir!" Kwanjai immediately announces.

"Yes, Sir!" Roxanne agrees. "She needs you to fuck her in the ass. Hard!"

And so saying, the statuesque woman grabs your blonde bimbo boss by thigh and shoulder and flips her onto her belly. Kwanjai scrambles onto the bed beside her and pulls her hios up to present her ass to you.

"Please, Sir!" She begs. "The client needs an ass fucking! Please fuck her in the ass! You are the only one who can meet our client's needs!"

It isn't what you were going for, but you can't deny they know what the client wants. You climb up behind KiKi and take a handful of ass flesh and squeeze.

"Oh fuck yes!" KiKi shouts. "Shove that hard pecker up my corn hole! "

Roxanne takes her place at KiKi's other hip and grins at you.

"She really does need a cock in the butt, Sir," she says. "No judgment. We've all been there."

You're not sure about the veracity of that statement, but you're not about to argue with her. Not when your transformed boss is waiting to get sodomized. You line yourself up and poke into her sphincter as she cries out in triumphant submission.

"Slap her ass, girls," you instruct as you begin to piston in and out of her. "She wants to be spanked while her ass gets fucked!"

The two VAG girls dutifully slap KiKi's flanks, careful to time it so as to not interfere with your rhythm and you ream her asshole. KiKi jibbers incoherently as the dreams you've imposed on her come true. You don’t know how long it goes on but you roar when you finally fill her ass with your spunk, then collapse on top of her as she quivers and mewls.

You manage to raise a finger and wag it to either side.

"You two," you exclaim. "You got the job. You're total VAG girls! Best VAG girls ever!"

"Yay!" Kwanjai and Roxanne exclaim, high-fiving each other over your backside.

"What the fuck?!?" says a male voice.

"Oh! Honey!" exclaims Kwanjai. "I got a job!"

Your gut drops as you realize that in your hurry to bang KiKi's bum, you didn’t pay attention to where you dropped the remote.