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The black limo was humming along down the road. Diaz was making small talk, “So how’d you meet the boss?”

While Diaz had provided her handkerchief to clean up after the fun, her dried cum still could be felt in the corners of your mouth. You remembered back to the first day at work. You smiled brightly to yourself.

“Well she was the second to claim my throat and the first to claim my ass.”

Diaz giggled, “Yeah Boss loves to tame the wild ones. You take it slow with her? You know afterwards?”

Again remembering it made you feel light as a feather, “Heh uh no I texted her the next day and my mom caught use fucking in the shower.”

Diaz busted out laughing, the limo swerving just a bit. You started giggling a bit too because your mom’s face was just so adorable. At least you made it up to her.

Shortly the car was approaching your home, your phone chirped with a text and so did Diaz’s. It was a group thread started by… “Nightstick”

“Speaking of…” Diaz chortled.

You opened the text thread, “Saw you abusing my employee… Guess you don’t want the night off. I’m coming over tonight…”