Betty and the Boss

Aaron was still in his cast, still working from home, when Betty showed up once more. His older, bossy Black secretary was dressed to the nines. High heels, pantyhose, short black dress that showed off her ripe round ass and her full bust. She came in alone, and Aaron looked at her, sure that he was going to get more ass. Maybe even pussy.

Then his boss, Morty came in. Betty smiled broadly at her white boy ... practically her subordinate. And then she went over to his boss, tipping his chin down and kissing him.

Aaron just stared at the two of them, his bosses's tongue pushing into his secretary's mouth. God, Morty wasn't handsome. Just wealthy. He probably had a smaller cock than even Aaron.

Betty unzipped Morty with exaggerated delight, and Aaron's jaw dropped open when he saw his boss not only had a big cock -- he had a monster cock. It was unnaturally pink, and Betty licked it, making plenty of eye contact with Aaron.

"I just wanted to disabuse you of any notions you might have. I may be your secretary," Betty said, holding Morty's huge cock with a hand and lowering herself down upon it, sighing in ecstasy, "But I'm his slut, cuck."