What's next?
The door swings open
The door swings open to reveal Mike's muscular frame, and his devilish grin.
"Finally." He says.

You both stand there made up like a pair of sluts.
Essentially high end prostitutes doing house calls and giving it out for free.
"You took your fucking time." He says, stepping aside and gesturing for you both to enter.
Jenny walks in, giddy with joy.
Mike makes sure to give her plum, tight ass a hearty squeeze as she passes.

A small moan escapes her lips as his fingers dig in and knead her ass.
"And you" Mike says, turning to face you, a smirk on his face.
"My new favourite cum rag grew some tits. Good. They'll come in handy." He says as he reaches out, grabbing a hand full of your chest.
You let out a soft moan as his hand squeezes and rubs your sensitive tits.

"Fuccc-k you-uu." You manage to say through gritted teeth, trying your best to ignore the pleasure coursing through you.
Mike smiles and releases your chest, slapping it lightly as he pulls his hand away.
"Come on." He says, gesturing towards the living room.
"You got some work to do."
Your stomach drops.
You reluctantly follow, knowing that resisting will only make things worse.
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