Treat Denise like the worthless cocksucker she is.

"Well let me take your mind off it. Can you lay back on the couch for me please?"

"Uh, sure." You grab Denise by her shoulders and rearrange her so the back of her neck is craned over the armrest upside down.

"Now Denise, can I ask you what you do for work?" you ask as you adjust a bucket you had pulled from the garage earlier.

"I manage a consulting service for high risk investments mostly in high-tech startups. My main job specifically is to help my employees figure out how to help fast growing startups to grow and meet demand while still generating a profit and attracting new investors. Basically, we fix up startups that have started to collapse under their own weight and I manage the employees that actually help make that happen, so when they have a problem, they report to me."

"Interesting, so you would say you're definitely an important person at your company?" You take your cock and line it up with her mouth.

"Oh definitely, that place would collapse without me."

"Well I've got your most important work yet right here." You push your cock deep into her mouth, and without any hesitation, straight down her throat. She feels glorious and coughs in surprise but you pay her no mind as you start thrusting in and out of her throat faster and faster until you are full on pounding her face. You can feel your balls slapping on her nose. Denise coughs and sputters some more reaching over her shoulder to try and press you back a bit.

You only fuck her harder, grabbing her head hard and ramming your cock even harder. Her fists furiously and weakly beat at you for a second before a torrent of slime and chunks erupt from her. It all streams out of her nose, down into here eyes, it gets in her hair and drips off her chin, all into the industrial bucket below. She gets a few moments of labored breathing and you shove your cock deep into her again. The phlegm and spit make gliding into her warm mouth incredibly erotic, her esophagus feels lubricated and slimy with copious amounts of fluid bathing your cock which you use fully to pound into her harder and harder. You unleash a fury of thrusts, leaning over her body and jackhammering your hips up and down as fast as you can. Within moments the familiar feeling of fluid erupting from her stomach gives your dick a nice wash but this time you don't pull out, you just keep thrusting until she forcefully twists away, coughing and hacking.

"Oh god!" She sniffles and blows chunks of a greenish looking fluid out her nose as she throws up again unprovoked this time into the bucket, probably from the mere smell now wafting up from it. But you don't care about the smell or the mess, this is what you want to do to her. Her face is a mess, her makeup is gone, her hair looks stringy and matted down with chunks of old food and salad bits. Denise doesn't look like a businesswomen anymore, she looks like she was just pulled out of a trashcan.

"You look like shit" You position her again and shove your dick back in, going at her for another minute, fucking her without remorse and with no regard for her. It feels amazing but eventually she twists away again turning over hacking and coughing, long strings of saliva and phlegmy chunks come out. She doubles over again clenching her stomach, her mouth opens with a hack but nothing comes out. You take the opportunity to shove your dick into her dry heave, enjoying the feel of her mouth trying to eject you, like a lover thrusting back at you. She was nice and empty, the bucket was done for now. You drag her gently by her hair as you sit on the couch and grab her head slamming it up and down. She coughs and sputters, bathing your lap in more dry-heaves, slobbering your crotch with copious amounts of her saliva.

"Keep going and don't you dare go any slower." Denise looks up at you and nods sadly. She begins slamming her face up and down your dick as hard as she can. She chokes herself multiple times causing her to double over in pain again as she induces herself to dry-heave again and again for you.

"You give terrible blowjobs Denise, and your unenthusiastic behavior is unacceptable." Denise doesn't respond for a few moments trying to catch her breath as she is clearly having trouble just staying on all fours in front of you.

"No... I like doing this for you, I think... this is wonderful," she pleads. A bright cheery smile covers an unrecognizable face plastered with saliva, irritated red eyes, and tears.

"I was just... having trouble.... breathing... and keeping up."

"Unacceptable, do better."

She fucked your cock hard and fast with her mouth, doing all the work for you, driving your cock as deep into her throat as she could, completely ignoring her own gag reflex. You were so close, she pushes off of you again, gagging and dry heaving, and while dry heaving in pain, she had plastered on her face an awkward back and forth kind of smile that came and went as her reflex took over her face. A smile, and then a heave, a bright brave smile flashing her pearly whites, then a disgusted and uncontrollable face of disgust and revulsion as her body posthumously tries to dispel of your phantom cock. Its enough, and you stand up grabbing her face and plant your load down her throat summarily pumping it into her without fanfare. You toss her back onto the floor, a steady stream of your cum falling out the side of her mouth. You collapse onto the couch with the former businesswomen gasping at your feet.

"You are free to go Denise. Feel free to turn your phone back on." Denise just lay their gasping for air on the floor, very still and splayed awkwardly.