Fun with Yasmine

You finished the last few applications, then buzzed your assistant. "Yasmine" you said through the intercom, "bring me a snack, and a jug of milk". You could see her sigh through your office window - she knew what was coming. Nevertheless, she hurriedly brought you a plate of danish pastries and a jug full of milk. "You can feed me a pastry while I work" you told her, as you began emptying your inbox. She came and squeezed into your chair, half sat on your lap, and fed you another bite every time you turned your head. There was nothing special in your inbox, just the normal workplace discussion and HR updates. Once you had finished, you told her to get up, and went and sat on the couch on the other side of your office. "You know the drill by now" you told her, ready to have some fun now the tedious part of your job had been finished for the day.

Yasmine walked on over and knelt at your feet. She then undid your belt, and took off your pants, underwear, shoes, and socks, piling them neatly to the side. She then removed her top and took off her bra, freeing the two big reasons you had picked her as your personal assistant.

She stroked your cock a couple of times, just to make sure you were hard, then dipped it in the milk. She then stuck it in her mouth, and began cleaning it, only to redip it into the milk and suck it clean again. She'd then take a drink from the jug and spurt a mouthful of creamy white milk over your cock, which she'd then lap up and lick off. It wasn't quite a kink of yours, but it was definitely something you enjoyed - you had heard milk was incredibly good for your skin, and that's why Egyptians bathed in it, and wanted to try it out on the most important part of your body. You enjoyed it so much the office now had a cooler full ready for such an occasion. After pleasing you with her mouth for a good five minutes, Yasmine bowed to the inevitable and slowly poured milk over her massive breasts. She then inched forward, and placed your cock between her wet, glistening breasts, and started jerking you off with her tits. Periodically she would pour more milk down her chest to keep her tits nice and lubricated.

Once you were ready to cum, you tugged her hair and she obediently stopped, picked up the nearly-empty milk-jug, and began jerking you off by hand. With her big, wet tits on display, it didn't take long for you to finish, and you shot strand after strand of hot cum into the remaining few drops of milk. As she knew she had to, Yasmine brought the jug to her lips and drank the jug empty, swallowing the mix of cum and milk without a word of protest. She then grabbed a towel from your desk, cleaned your cock, the floor, then herself (in that order), and began redressing you.

Arab's like her had failed to run their own economy, to keep peace in their country, to develop and improve like we had, but they were able to suck dick, swallow cum, and obey, so it was worth always keeping a few around. Some of your neighbours and colleagues constantly called the Asians, blacks, latinas, and Arabs that applied in droves to come to the US useless and hopeless, as whole continents seemed unable to function independent of Western help. However, you thought that was harsh, as whilst they struggled to govern and operate without catastrophe, many gave fantastic head, had big tits and tight pussies, and were submissive and obedient.

It wasn't quite lunchtime, and your real work was done for the day, so you decided to run one of the interviews.