Yeah...No! Of course not.

The last few days and the weekend were normal for Kate. She did her job in the office and worked on taking down one person after another so that she could take complete control of the company. At the weekend there were the usual events and of course Kate appeared in the best circles of society. She was the center of everything. That is why the news she received in her office on Monday was so shocking. At the moment Kate just saw a video of herself in which she is ****. Her perfect little bubble butt is about to be punished for the third time by the shockingly huge penis that the fat hairy bastard has.

"...scary how violent the thrusts are with which he penetrates me..." Kate murmurs as she massages her sweet pussy and gently bites her lips. Even the third time he waits after he has come and flooded her intestines. How carefully he pulls his smeared penis out of her ass just to place it in her half-open mouth and Kate sees how eagerly she sucks it absolutely naturally and with the utmost care and dedication. Kate just can not believe how excited she was to his thrusts as she sucked that bastards cock. And all WHILE Kate was ****!

That is an outrage!

She just finds this bastard disgusting and in no world should he be able to do anything to her other than dream. And yet she is sitting in her desk chair and is massaging herself to her second orgasm. Somehow it makes Kate horny as she realize how disgusted she is with herself, how soaking wet her tight pussy gets when he treats her like a piece of meat and forces her to do whatever he wants.

"I made you a little compilation of what you missed by ruining the night. Is your little pussy wet again? You are a stuck-up rich bitch. You might have noticed the old fart who regularly cleans your office. I would like you to occasionally give him a nice look at your shapely thighs or even accidentally take a peek at your wet panties... completely accidentally, of course. But when you little horny slut was masturbating as you watched how you were fucked in that hot ass that you have only to lick this fat cock all clean and shiny afterwards, you have something else to do. Give the old geezer a friendly gesture to relax, I think you understand what I mean. And you can do it once or twice a week. I do not care how you treat him so that you both have a little secret. However, I expect you to send me proof. And stop masturbating until I allow you to."

When Kate has read his message again while the video is still playing, she quickly presses her free hand to her mouth as she comes and moans into her hand while tremblings and twitchings runs through her hot body.

She was able to work properly throughout the day, but her thoughts kept wandering. And now she is sitting late in the office waiting for the cleaner. Of course she noticed the old man. He occasionally tries to catch a glimpse, but everyone does that with Kate. Apart from that, he is always friendly and clearly tries not to disturb Kate when she is still working. He looks very old with his hunched back and his spindly figure does not make him look particularly healthy.

"I think Ben is his Name?"

And then comes the soft knock and the door opens as the old man comes in, gives a quick friendly greeting and begins his work. Kate watches him for a while, which visibly makes him nervous, but Kate is ready. Just as he turns to her and wants to ask something, she shoots up from her chair and storms towards old man Ben, stopping just in front of him while she looks at him with cold, sparkling eyes.

"Can I trust you old man?"

"..huh-w-what do you mean?"

"WHETHER I CAN TRUST YOU THAT YOU OLD JACK CAN KEEP A SECRET THAT ONLY CONCERNS YOU AND ME! NEVER LEAVING THIS ROOM! THAT IS WHAT I MEAN!" Kate snaps at him harshly.

Old an Ben looks past her to the floor and murmurs, "I-If I-you want me to keep something for m-me then I will, Miss Winthrop. P-please, I do not want any trouble."

"If you break your word, I will finish you off."

"I swear. Just p-please, no trouble."

Old man Ben looked up in shock when he felt her delicate hand on his crotch massaging over his dick and wanted to say something but was interrupted, "I am just a woman and I have feelings and needs. And sometimes I want to hold the old wrinkled cock of an old man like you and see if there is still life in it...", but when Kate noticed that his cock was already threatening to burst his pants, she continued gently, "but I do not have to worry about that."

"You let me do what I want and do not touch me. In return I will give you some much needed relief," Kate said, running her tongue over her lips while she looked Ben in the eyes and held the length of his old huge cock in a tight grip massaged.

Old man Ben just looked at her in shock and nodded very vigorously.

"Then keep your hands at your side and enjoy it," Kate breathed to him as she slowly unzipped his pants and freed the old monster. She massaged that huge misshapen cock with both hands and noticed the smell of that old sweaty cock that has been unwashed for who knows how long.

"Why do you not wash your old smelly cock?"

Old man Ben was immediately red-hot with embarrassment, so he heard the whisper but did not notice it, "I guess nothing else will help." Only when he saw that this young, infinitely beautiful goddess had crouched down in front of him did he look down. Her eyes were filled with so much disgust and she gagged slightly at the sight. Ben was aware of how unclean he was - he only washed himself once a week. At the moment he could smell his cock, which had plenty of old smegma under his foreskin. And yet this goddess jerked his old cock while staring at his member and her lips approaching his throbbing head.

The moment he was enclosed in her mouth and he felt the heat, his heart and brain stopped for a moment, the feeling was so indescribable. The way she sucks his old thick cock, swirling her tongue around it while the warmth and wetness is just divine. But the exhilaration of all emotions was not the peak he thought he had reached.

He reached it when he suddenly noticed her tongue circling over his glans. Between the glans and foreskin. The gagging was enough of a sign that his week-old smegma was disgusting. And yet the goddess continued to suck with an indescribable devotion while her tongue worked a completely different magic.

He stared down in disbelief the whole time. The whole time one hand gently massages his big balls while the other rests on his hip and when his old cock was suddenly released with a smacking sound and he felt the cold of the room, which is a stark contrast to her lava-hot mouth, their eyes met. He saw a sparkle in her eyes and she opened her mouth wide and presented him everything she had sucked from his cock. And the amount of smegma was huge. Before he could mentally process what he saw, she closed her mouth and, with some effort, swallowed everything. She gagged a few times violently. When his goddess opened her mouth again and proudly presented that everything was gone, it happened...