Mary-jo's fate
Testing out her "Equipment"
Sasha approached the junkyard manager slowly, holding the bus with her outstretched arm. With her free hand on her hip, she casually flipped the bus over a pile of cars behind her. A deafening crash was heard as the bus landed somewhere amongst the other junked cars.
"Well hello there!" Sasha said as she put her other hand on her hip. Mary-jo stood there stunned as the woman greeted her. "You... you're not supposed to be here." She managed to stammer out. She knew she couldn't really force Sasha out. Mary-jo was a pretty strong woman, having worked on cars and trucks for most of her life. But she felt as weak as a kitten after seeing Sasha's display of strength.
"Oh? Didn't know I wasn't allowed to be here." Sasha said. A smile began to creep onto her face. "You know, a lot of this is till new to me and un tested." She began rubbing her cock through her black panties. Mary-jo hadn't noticed the bulge before, but now her eyes were drawn to it and she couldn't look away. "Guess it's time to test out the rest of my body. You're going to be my little helper!" Sasha said before she grabbed Mary-jo by the arm and lifted her to her face. "Any objections?"
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