This is too good to be true. I'm definitely staying.

"Very well then, sir." The supervisor points to a chair at one end of the room. "Sit down and do not interfere. I expect to receive your sample by the time I am through with Nurse Watkins, is that clear?"

Something in her tone has you sitting down, and instantly hard, before you really realize what happens. The supervisor simply points to the floor in front of the desk, and the cowering nurse rises meekly, still covering her titatic breasts with her manicured hards, and shuffles to that spot, head down.

The supervisor grabs a handful of the blonde's hair and jerks her head down, bending her over the desk, then reaches back to pull up the white skirt, exposing that perfect heart-shaped ass, and the shaved, swollen cunt you were just hammering, to your view. She then struts to the far side of her desk and opens a drawer, pulling out two objects.

You note her eyes are on you, watching your expression carefully, as she sets them side by side on the desk in plain view.