FBI Part 2: I'll take you to the sex toy shop, I'll let you lick the lollipop

Mrs. Willey had taken extremely long in the shower, so by the time Jason finished his he was incredibly hungry. Luckily, when he walked out and entered the living room, his nostrils picked up a beautiful smell of cooking food.

Following the scent, he found the woman, whom he had a steamy session of fucking with just a while ago, standing at the stove. Her back facing him, he admired how her bubble butt filled in the fabric of her gray loose shorts. He could still hear it clapping against his thighs as she bounced on his cock. Jason walked up, pushing himself against her back and buttocks gently, the bulge in his pants resting on her asscrack.

The woman jumped in shock. “Jesus Christ! Don’t sneak up on me like that!”

Thankfully, she wasn’t holding the frying pan when she got scared. She only dropped her phone on the counter.

“Sorry, but you can’t flaunt your butt like that and expect me to ignore it.”

Despite her initial shock, she didn’t push him away or try to get out from her pinned position. And Jason didn’t back away either, his package brushing softly between her buttcheeks. He put his hands on her hips, grabbing them lightly through her oversized shirt to keep her in place while he pleasured himself on her body.

“Another inspection?” Mrs. Willey’s voice wasn’t brimming with enthusiasm.

“Does it always have to be an inspection? I’m just having a little bit of fun.”

Having heard that, the woman pulled her hips forward as much as his grip let her.

“Yes, it does.” She turned her head, looking him in the eyes to let him know that she’s serious. “And I’d like to finish dinner. So, don’t disturb me now.”

Jason let go of her, a little disappointed. As much as he wanted to order her for an examination again, the sexual desires took a backseat in favor of sating his hunger. But before he could walk away, he noticed the phone lying on the wooden countertop. It was unlocked, and he realized that Mrs. Willey had browsed an online store before he joined her. Looking closer, though, he got to see just what kind of store it was. Racy lingerie, vibrators, dildos. She was looking at sex toys!

Suddenly, Mrs. Willey snatched the phone with her hand and placed it screen-down on her chest. Her cheeks turned a little red, and she smiled nervously.

“What’s up with all that?”

“It’s… nothing.”

“So, you weren’t browsing sex toys?” Jason was surprised by the woman’s sheepishness. “Come on, you can tell me. I’m a Female Body Inspector, did you forget?”

Mrs. Willey thought for a moment, hiding behind her shoulder. Before she let out a heavy sigh and showed her phone to him.

“You’re right. I’m just… not comfortable talking about it with others.”

Jason took the phone from her hand, and her fingers instinctively held onto it for a moment. He scrolled down from the category list to see what exactly she was interested in and was presented with a number of anal toys. There were butt plugs, anal beads and dildos all varying in sizes and shapes.

“I-I wanted to find something that would help me prepare for the reinspection…”

“Whoa, I didn’t expect you’d take it so seriously. Did you decide on anything yet?”

“Of course, I’m taking it seriously! As a teacher, I must set a good example to others. I can’t just leave that F mark on my name.”

Mrs. Willey was offended and needed a few deep breaths to calm back down.

“But no… I’m not sure what would be best to… stretch my bumhole. And since I don’t sleep on money, I need to make sure I don’t buy the wrong thing.”

Jason thought about it for a moment. He hadn’t understood what she had meant when she said she wanted to prepare for a reinspection, but it made sense to use some toys. He had seen butt plugs in porn, and the thought that his former teacher, his best friend’s prim mother, would wear one excited him.

“Don’t worry, I can cover the cost!”

“What? No. I can’t make you do that.”

In truth, buying a bunch of sex toys wouldn’t be a big expense for him. Sure, just hours earlier, he was just a broke high school student, with a few hundred bucks in savings. But his job as Female Body Inspector had already earned him fourteen hundred dollars. Not to mention that all that money was acquired through grading Mrs. Willey’s body in the first place.

“You’re not making me do anything, Mrs. Willey. I’m all for seeing my subjects work hard on improvement.”

“I ca-“ She tried protesting, but he cut her off.

“We’ll be even when I’m satisfied with your anus.”

The woman looked at him in both gratitude and embarrassment. Being a teacher, she could relate to his appreciation for hard working students. And she embraced him in a big hug, pushing his head into her cleavage.

“And I don’t want to spend my money on an item only to find out that it won’t help us, either.” Mrs. Willey let him pull his face back from her tits and look her in the eyes. “But I know a place where someone might be able to save us the trouble.”

“You don’t mean…”

Jason simply nodded, grinning slyly, and rested his head back on her chest.

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“Hughie! Dinner’s ready!”

It didn’t take him more than fifteen seconds to emerge from his bedroom. He crept across the living room, holding his stomach with his hands, as if he hadn’t eaten in days. Having noticed Jason at the table, he shot him a piercing look and walked over to his mother, who was carrying two plates of food from the kitchen.

“Aren’t you going to eat with us, sweetie?”

Hugh rubbed the inside of his ear with an index finger as if he couldn’t hear well.

“And disturb you from getting it on!? Just let me put my headphones back on, before you go back to screaming.” The boy walked away with his plate, leaving his mother flabbergasted.

Mrs. Willey took a seat at the table moments later with, confused and upset.

“That boy… He’d rather see me fail than grow up and think of my reputation…”

Hugh’s attitude had surprised Jason as well. The boy hadn’t been happy about him inspecting his mother earlier, but now he was acting hostile towards both of them. But he couldn’t blame Jason, could he? Mrs. Willey was extremely hot, and she had been single for a long time. If anything, he was doing her a favor by fucking her.

“He’s probably jealous that I’m the Inspector and not him.”

The two of them ate in silence for a couple of minutes, Hugh’s lashing out having aggravated the atmosphere.

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When they finished, Mrs. Willey changed out of her pajamas, and Jason packed his FBI id and tablet, leaving his working clothes behind. He hopped in the passenger seat and looked the woman up and down. She was dressed in a beige trench coat, and she hid underneath a black hat with a wide brim and sunglasses. They drove downtown, and he told her to stop at the town’s shopping mall parking lot. However, the mall wasn’t where they were going.

Jason led the disguised woman behind the large building, and they found themselves on a small street filled with bars and shady stores. A few drunken people gave the two of them curious looks, especially when they walked inside the sex shop at the end of the alley.

“Did you really have to come with me?” Mrs. Willey asked, feeling more embarrassed than ever.

“How else would I pay for the toys?”

Not the best excuse, considering he could just give her back the money after she had bought them. And, frankly, if she had told him to let her go alone, he would’ve. But Mrs. Willey had been very amenable ever since that F grade. Who was he not to embrace his power over her?

The sleazy store was rather small, packed with shelves and stands of erotic toys and clothes, but also porn magazines and movies. A surprising sight in the age of the internet. And despite the name “SEX SHOP”, the place didn’t smell of sex at all. The air was a little stuffy, though. The AC didn’t seem to be working.

Both Jason and Mrs. Willey slowly walked around, admiring dozens of items. Most of the stuff was packaged, and they had to rely on the pictures. But some things were put on display. Jason noticed stripper heels, all of them at least seven inches tall, telling from the labels. Next to them was a big shelf with various sets of sexy lingerie, more often than not having holes where nipples and vagina would be.

Mrs. Willey was strolling down the other side of the shop, filled with boxes of dildos, vibrators and other devices that Jason didn’t even recognize. He wondered how she felt, seeing so many penis-shaped toys, some even bigger than his own dick.

He was at the part with bondage items, looking at a black leather collar in particular, when he heard movement at the counter a few feet away. Behind the cash register was a young woman, typing on her smartphone.

Her hair of raven black was tied in a twin tail, and a fringe and two bangs flowed down her pale forehead and cheeks. She had a bored look on her black makeup face and didn’t seem to pay any attention to Jason.

He walked up to her, and she looked up without raising her head. “Can I help you?”

She was wearing a black long-sleeve crop hoodie with silver necklaces and a choker decorating her neck. Her exposed abdomen as well as her legs were wrapped in fishnets, and she wore a short black pleated skirt around her waist. Her earrings and other jewelry were in the shapes of crosses, and her fingernails were painted black.

“Do you work here?”

Jason didn’t expect to find a pretty girl like her working in a sordid place like this. He had assumed that they would’ve met some fat old fart, so the question escaped his mouth on its own.

“Pretty obvious that I do. Any other stupid questions?”

Despite her mean attitude, he found her very alluring.

“C-Can you sit on my face?”

Having heard that, the girl lowered her phone and straightened her back for the first time. She kept her resting bitch face and looked him over. At that moment, Jason felt judged for his choice of clothes – a simple T-shirt and an old pair of jeans. She didn’t even need to say that she wasn’t interested in the slightest for him to know.

“Buy something or get out.”

Jason suddenly remembered why he was here.

“Right. We’ve come seeking advice…” The girl was back to paying no attention to him, her eyes glued to the screen of her phone. “My… companion over there had trouble accommodating my penis in her butt during the inspection. I was wondering if you could show us something that would help stretch her out.“

“Wait, what did you say?” She was suddenly looking straight at him, piercing him with her silvery eyes.

“Um, I asked if you could show us someth-“

“No, before that. Something about …inspection?”

“Oh, yeah. I guess I should’ve started by introducing myself.” Jason pulled out the wallet from his pocket. “My name is Jason Davis, I’m a Female Body Inspector.”

“Fuck, really? Sorry for being mean like that.” She said, and a slight grin appeared on her face. “I’m Angela. What did you need help with, again?”

“Nice to meet you, Angela. As I was saying, Mrs. Wi-“ He paused for a split second. “I mean, Patricia has never had anal before, and we’re not really sure where to start.”

Angela walked out from behind the counter and led Jason to the shelves next to Mrs. Willey. The sudden company startled the woman, but she regained herself quickly.

“Well, you have to start slow. A regular butt plug will do, but I’d suggest a smaller one like this. Then you can go wider and wider when you’re comfortable.” Jason and Mrs. Willey were following her hand as she pointed to different boxes. “However, I find that the best way to stretch your hole quickly is with an inflatable plug. A longer one with a wider handle like this would be perfect.”

Jason took a box from her hands. “Mhm”

“A solid butt plug is better for keeping your butthole nice and wide throughout the day, if that’s something you wanna do.”

“Does it matter what the toys are made of?” Jason asked.

“I’d say they’re all equal in terms of comfort, but the lube you should be using depends on your toys. For example, silicone based lubricants are generally better with metal and glass toys, but there’s a good chance they will damage the silicone ones. So, if you’re gonna go with something like this.” She pointed at the box with a silicone inflatable butt plug in Jason’s hands. “You’re better off with a water based lube.”

“Wow, okay.” The boy turned to Mrs. Willey, who was standing next to them in silence. “What do you think, Mrs- um, Patricia?”

He could now see her blushing cheeks, and she snapped out of thought at the mention of her name. “Uh”

“Well, let me give you two some space. I’ll be at the counter if you need anything.” Angela said and walked away, her skirt swaying with each step.

“What’s wrong, Mrs. Willey?”

“I don’t think it’s a good idea anymore…”

“What are you talking about?”

“I mean that I shouldn’t be here. What if someone recognizes me shopping in a sex store? I’m a teacher for god’s sake!”

She was panicking, worried about buying sex toys. Jason didn’t really understand why. Just a while ago, she happily jumped on his cock, with her own son behind the wall. Why wasn’t she concerned about that getting out, but she was about her buying a dumb toy?

“Why would anyone care about you buying a butt plug in your private time?”

“Jason, I really want to get a better grade for my Anus, but if I’m seen in a sex shop people are going to think that I’m some sort of deviant!” Even though he couldn’t see her eyes, he knew she looked terrified. “I’ll go and wait in the car while you buy whatever you think is necessary.”

“No, you’ll stay right here.” Jason grabbed her by the wrist.

“J-Jason?” She didn’t expect that.

“Cut the bullshit, Patricia. No one’s going to judge you for being a deviant, because deviants are exactly the kind of girls I’m into. And I’ve been trying to be understanding towards you, I didn’t object when you hid in your little trench coat. But I’ll be completely honest now. I’ve been secretly observing your Exhibitionism skills throughout the day. And I don’t want to push you too hard, but I’m not going to let you hide in your car either. Unless you want to fail that test as well.”

“Wha-“

“Now… I think this is a perfect chance to ease you into showing off your sexy body more. So, I’ll go talk to the cashier and you drop that coat, hat and glasses, and decide which toys you want. Do you understand?”

She nodded her head nervously.

“I asked if you understand.”

“Yes, Jason.”

With that, he walked over to the goth girl that had been watching them with great interest from a distance. By the time he got there, Mrs. Willey was holding her hat and the folded coat in her hand, and her sunglasses were sticking out of her pocket. Both him and Angela could see her wearing a pair of jeans that hugged her child-bearing hips nicely and a light brown tank top with a deep cleavage. Her hair cascaded freely down her shoulders; a hairstyle that helped hide her face better but was also incredibly beautiful. She glanced at them anxiously.

“The fuck was all that about?” Angela asked.

“She was feeling a little shy, I tried to show her she has no reason to.”

“Who is she anyway? Didn’t realize she was older.” She said and realized Jason might’ve misunderstood her. “I mean she’s very pretty; I can just tell that you’re much younger than her. It couldn’t be your …mother?”

“Haha, no. She’s my best friend’s mom. She’s the first person I inspected.”

“Holy shit, you don’t say!” She said in amazement. “You been an inspector for a long time?”

“Started today, haven’t had the chance to try anyone else.”

“That’s so cool. Though, I’m surprised you haven’t asked me for inspection yet.” She laughed. “Not your type?”

“Are you kidding me? You’re hot as hell. It’s just hard to think about other girls when I have a woman like her with me.”

“Fair enough.”

“But I think I know how to make Patricia more comfortable. You mind taking that top off?” Jason added.

“Right here? My boss could see us on the cameras.”

“Is he here?” He asked, and the girl shook her head. “Then I don’t see a problem.”

“I guess you’re right.” She said and pulled the hoodie and chains over her head in a casual way.

Underneath she was completely topless, except for the fishnet that seemed to encompass her up to the neck. She was noticeably thinner than Mrs. Willey, her arms and waist closer to the bone. But that made her chest smaller too. Her tits still looked like a handful, but Jason doubted that she could wrap them around his cock. Though, the curious part were the little metal barbells running right through her perky nipples.

“Whoa, are they pierced?”

“I see you’re back to asking dumb questions…” She sighed, but surprisingly she squeezed her chest with her elbows and leaned forward to give him a better view. The small breasts pressed against the black fishnets and her skin formed through the holes in doing so.

“So… Mr. Inspector, how do you like them?”

Jason didn’t hold himself back and put his hands on the titties. He gave them a few squeezes and tugged the piercings softly. “Very nice. Do your nipples hurt when I do that?”

“No, you’re being very gentle. But I like a little bit of pain.”

“So, you don’t mind if I do th-“

“I think I’ll get the inflatable one and one regul-“ Mrs. Willey’s voice suddenly stopped when she saw what they were doing. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t know you were performing an inspection.”

The woman turned back quickly, not wanting to pry in on them.

“It’s okay, Patricia. I don’t mind you looking.” Angela said with Jason still playing with her breasts.

Mrs. Willey slowly looked back at the girl, focusing on her pierced tits. She was as curious about the adornment as Jason. But the view still made her uncomfortable.

“Actually, Patricia… I’m having a hard time examining Angela’s boobs. I’d like to be certain that I can grade her accordingly, so I will need them side by side with yours.”

The woman’s eyes widened in shock. She had only just brought herself over to take off her disguise in this sex shop, and now he wanted her to go topless?

“Jason, we shouldn-“

“I wasn’t asking. Take your shirt off and stand next to Angela.”

Jason worried that he would push her over the edge, but to his surprise, after a moment of thought, Patricia slid the straps down her arms and pulled her shirt down. When it was folded around her waist, she moved her arms back to unclasp her gray bra.

She must’ve been very nervous because her hands were shaky, and unlike earlier that day, she couldn’t get it off. It was something that didn’t go unnoticed by Angela, who - despite not showing it - seemed to be pretty excited. The girl approached Mrs. Willey from the back and instantly unhooked the garment. “T-Thanks.”

Now that her breasts were free once again, Jason got another long look at them. Even compared to Angela’s younger tits, he couldn’t help but be impressed by their beauty. And the only thing more surreal than the fact that he had two women standing topless in front of him was having had seen those big mammaries bounce together with Mrs. Willey’s body while she fucked herself on his dick.

“How you wanna do this?” Angela asked, taking in the sight of the woman’s breasts herself.

“I’ll sit here, and you just stand shoulder to shoulder here.” Jason sat on the rotating stool behind the counter and pointed towards the wall next to him.

And just like that, Angela and Patricia leaned against the wall and waited for what he would do.

He reached both of his hands, his left one to Patricia’s left tit, and his right one to Angela’s right tit. The older woman gasped at the touch, still very clearly tense. But Angela grabbed her hand and squeezed gently. At first, it seemed to have only made things worse, but after looking the girl in the eyes, Mrs. Willey relaxed and let Jason do his thing.

“Hmm. Just like I thought. Angela’s boobs are firmer.” He said so while repeatedly squeezing with each of his hands.

Then he moved his fingers below the tits and tried to push them up, as if weighing them. “But they are also much smaller. Not much milk in there, I’m afraid.”

His last comment got a giggle out of both women, but when he looked at them in confusion, they became straight-faced again. “Hm”

“I have to confess that the only reason why I didn’t instantly consider your breasts inferior are those metal barbells, Angela.”

“Thank you, sir.” The two of them were once again holding in their laugh.

But Jason didn’t appreciate their amused attitude. He decided that a punishment was in order.

SMACK SMACK

“Ow!” They yelped in a choir.

Each of them received a slap to her breast, and he hadn’t pulled his strikes.

“Does either of you still want to laugh?”

They shook their heads. “No…”

Of course, it was all just a play, and he didn’t want to seriously hurt either of them. But he wanted them to treat him seriously. He was the one in control, and not them.

“I previously rated Patricia’s boobs at B+. That grade still stands, but I now know what to grade yours.” Jason said to Angela.

“Unfortunately, I don’t have my tablet on me, but as soon as I can I’ll put down a B- mark on your tits.”

The girls looked at each other briefly. “Thanks, Jason. Can’t say I don’t see your reasoning. Patricia got a nice rack. I wish I could suck on those beauties.”

“A-Angela… that’s a little inappropriate.” Mrs. Willey said quietly.

“Who says you can’t?”

“Jason!” Mrs. Willey protested, but the Inspector ignored her.

“I don’t think it will change the grade, but we should absolutely perform an oral test on Patricia’s nipples.”

“What do you mean ‘we’, Jason?” The woman held her hands up defensively. “You sucking on my breasts is one thing, but I can’t let Angela do it too!”

“Patricia, you’ve been very cooperative, and I’m proud of you. You wouldn’t want to ruin it all by backing out now, would you?”

She knew she was just panicking again, and listening to Jason so far hadn’t been so bad. But she still found it difficult to go along with his ideas.

“I need to test how your breasts perform when they’re both sucked on at the same time. How do you imagine I do that by myself, huh?”

“Fine… Jesus…” Patricia seemed less tense agreeing with him this time. It felt like something had snapped inside of her, loosening her shackles of embarrassment.

“Good girl.”

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Patricia was sitting on the countertop with her hands supporting her behind her back. She pulled her head away and looked at the ceiling while two hungry mouths sucked on her chest. It’s been years – around seventeen – since anyone had done that to her, that last person being her son. This time, however, two young adults held her sensitive nipples in their mouths, and they were going very intensely. Sucking, biting and squeezing her tits, they tried very hard to get milk out of them. But unfortunately, her chest was a dry well.

“Didn’t you two have enough ah already?” Patricia asked, noting that it had been five minutes since they had begun.

“Just a little more, please.” Angela pulled away for a moment and returned to the teat.

And so, they went at it for a minute longer, getting more moans and groans out of the woman.

When they pulled back, their mouths were covered in spit, the same spit that was smeared around Patricia’s nipples. They smiled at each other, breathing heavily, as if they had just finished an hour long jog. And, though Mrs. Willey didn’t want to show that she had enjoyed their attention, she found herself smiling.

“You know, I’m a little jealous. I only have one grade, and it’s lower than Patricia’s.”

“It’s not a competition, Angela.” The woman corrected her.

“But it is! We’re both trying to outdo each other, trying to please Jason. And I’m not a loser.”

While Patricia contemplated the girl’s words, Jason became interested in the prospect. “Where do you think your strengths lie?”

Angela tapped a finger on her chin. “I’ve been told my head game is fire.”

“Well, that’s something I haven’t tested Patricia in yet…”

“Even better! We could go head to head, so you can rate us fairly!” Angela said with excitement.

¬“Oh my god, no!” Patricia cried out.

At this point, hearing the woman objecting fun ideas started becoming boring for Jason. He had hoped that she would be more open after having gotten her to let him and Angela suck on her tits. But it seemed like he had to use the “F grade” card once again.

“Is it fear of losing I smell?” Angela taunted her.

Patricia darted her eyes at her, suddenly feeling betrayed by the girl that had helped her relax. The goth girl was grinning slyly, her pierced tits still out in the open.

“N-No, that’s not what I meant!” She paused. “I just don’t want random people to see me sucking dick… It’s a miracle there haven’t been any other customers here yet.”

Angela shrugged. “Excuse after excuse, you’re just scared you can’t suck a dick as good as me.”

“Oh, you think you’re some hot shit, don’t you?” Patricia got worked up. “I’ll have you know that I was titled the blowjob queen back when I was in college! If anything, it’s your impudent little mouth that wouldn’t be able to take Jason’s massive cock.”

“Okay, grandma. This ain’t college.”

“Hold on, girls.” Jason intervened before a catfight could break out. “Why don’t we take this competition to the back room? No one would see us there. Would you be okay with that, Angela?”

Jason intentionally directed the question at the store clerk, leaving Patricia out of the decision. She gave him a dissatisfied look but didn’t protest in any significant way.

“Hmm, boss would normally kill me for something like that. But since you’re an Inspector…” The girl walked towards the store’s entrance. “You go in the office, there’s a couch there. I’ll just close the place up.”

Jason grabbed his best friend’s topless mother by her hand and led her through the door next to the counter. She yelped in surprise but strutted behind him obediently, her milkers bobbing freely.

The room was even smaller than Hugh’s bedroom, but it was furnished with a big desk, shelves filled with folders and a red leather couch. Walking behind the desk, Jason noticed that one of the monitors standing atop granted a CCTV view of the shop and part of the street in front of the entrance. The indoor camera feed showed a moving figure, and when he leaned in, he recognized it as Angela, walking past discarded clothes and in their direction.

“The hell you still doing in those pants?” She asked, appearing in the doorway quicker than the cameras had predicted.

“I was waiting for you to do the honors.”

“Bring it on then, big boy.” She crooked her finger, beckoning him closer.

And so, Jason took a seat on the leather couch, resting his arms on the length of its wide backrest. Manspreading, he pushed his knees apart in a sat back position.

Angela was the first one to jump into the space between his legs. She put her fishnet-clad knees on the floor and sat down on her heels, and she placed her hands on his thighs. She was about to reach for his zipper when Patricia muscled in right next to her. She had a determined look on her face, angry at having been second to get in position.

“I like the enthusiasm.” He remarked.

The two topless women were squeezed together, childishly fighting over which one would kneel closer to Jason’s lap. He watched them in amazement before they finally settled and refocused their attention on his pants.

Angela let the older woman pull the zipper down, and they tugged the waistband down jointly. Both his jeans and briefs slid down to his thighs, and his hard dick jumped out, standing straight like a mast.

The black haired goth girl was almost hit when it sprung in her direction. And she remained in a surprised expression, her gaze fixed on his throbbing boner. When it came to Patricia, she wasn’t as surprised, having seen it earlier. But she too observed it from a close distance.

“Well, well, well… No wonder you were chosen to be a Female Body Inspector.” Jason could’ve sworn that Angela licked her lips.

She pushed herself upwards and stopped when her face was right above his dick. She gathered some saliva in her mouth and spat on the glans. The sticky fluid dripped for a second before the girl’s hand smeared it down and around the shaft. Her eyes locked in with his while she slowly stroked him.

Patricia seemed to have fallen into some sort of trance, watching her rival’s movements from the side.

“Why don’t you give it a lick or two, Patricia?” Jason’s question pulled her out of fixation.

Angela looked upset at being moved into the background, but she vacated a spot at his dick without question. Mrs. Willey brought herself closer, eyeing her target like a crouching tiger. Her luscious lips brushed along the veiny meatrod, before she parted them, and her tongue emerged to graze it lewdly. When she reached the top, she let out her own trickle of spit and, with her hand spreading it around the glans, she once again dragged her tongue from the bottom upwards.

Feeling left out, Angela found something else to do. She squeezed her head in front of Patricia’s shoulder and planted a sloppy smooch on Jason’s trimmed ballsack. Then another one on the other side, and then back where she had started again. And then she tried to fit as much of his balls in her mouth and gently sucked them in, painting them with saliva using her tongue.

When his shaft was sufficiently damp, Patricia lowered her open lips around the glans, trying to fit the girthy beast through the opening.

It felt like pushing his hand through a tight sleeve, except it wasn’t his hand, and her mouth was at most a cocksleeve. The sensation in his crotch was amplified by the sight of its source. Two topless beauties looked him in the eyes as they used their mouths to give him a double blowjob, sharing responsibilities.

Suddenly Angela’s lips let go of Jason’s ballsack with an audible pop. “That really the lowest you can go? I know virgins that would do better than you.”

Patricia’s eyes widened upon hearing that, but she kept her mouth on the cock. Jason hadn’t seen anything wrong with the woman’s technique before, but now that Angela had pointed it out, he did notice that she only went as far as half of his length. Though having been called out, she did put extra effort into the job. He felt her push herself down with more **** than previously, but it didn’t accomplish much, only bringing her an inch – maybe less – down, before she began gagging.

“Let me show you how it’s done.” Angela tried to take control over the meatrod.

But Patricia hissed threateningly. “NO! I can do it!”

And she wrapped her lips around the dick again. The goth girl – unimpressed - watched her attempts to go lower, to envelop as much as three fourths of the hard member. And a few moments later, Jason saw her shake her head and gesture to cut it out.

“That’s enough, Patricia. Take a break for now.” It’s not like watching a grown ass woman **** herself on his dick wasn’t pleasant. It was, it was almost as incredible as fucking her cunt. But he was curious of what the younger, cocky woman could do.

Angela made a show of licking the penis, twirling her tongue around the glans mesmerizingly and pushing it against the boy’s urethra. And seeing the effect it was taking on his face, she sent him a playful wink. She was really making it seem like it was daily bread for her. But it was just the beginning.

The real fun began when she lowered her head on his crotch. At first doing everything just like Patricia had, she suddenly rotated her head in a way that made his dick push against her cheek from inside her mouth. This position allowed her tongue to wriggle left and right, parallel to the cock’s length, as well as up and down, around its circumference. Adding a new dimension to the pleasure.

Finally, she positioned her head straight forward and, in one swooping motion, dived like an eagle catching its prey.

Jason trembled from the overwhelming pleasure when almost the entirety of his dick was momentarily engulfed by the girl’s warm oral cavity and her throat. And she prolonged the sensation by not pulling back instantly.

When he stopped shaking, she slowly raised her head, leaving a thick layer of spit behind. And then, just as he thought she’d pull herself off of him, she dived again. This time she didn’t waste any time at the bottom and repeated the sequence. Again and again, she slid her mouth up and down, increasing in speed each time, and producing more and more slurping sounds.

Patricia watched from the side, with her arms crossed, as the little slut put a smile on Jason’s face. She should’ve been the one to pleasure him, and to have his massive dick stretch her throat. But no matter how much she had tried, her gag reflex had stopped her from going further.

Jason was terrified when the woman suddenly pulled Angela off his dick by the hair. Patricia’s angry look, and the violent way she had stopped her rival, made him feel like the girl was in danger. But the goth girl didn’t seem to share his worries. She allowed herself to be jerked back and didn’t fight against the other woman’s grasp, simply smiling devilishly, as if having expected her to snap.

“What is the meaning of this?”

“This little bitch had enough of your dick!”

“Looooser.” Angela taunted her.

“Shut up.” She finally let go of the girl’s hair and crawled right in front of Jason.

Her big eyes staring right into his, she continued. “I haven’t been easy to work with ever since we got there, and I failed you anally. And…”

“Yes?”

“And I deserve a punishment!” She squirmed.

“Ohoho, after disturbing that heavenly deepthroat you do, for sure!” Jason was both confused and excited.

“Yes! I’ve been a very bad girl! I need to be taught a lesson!”

“And how do you propose I teach you that lesson?”

“B-By… fucking my throat.”

Jason burst into laughter. Today everything seemed to have turned upside down, from the weird delivery man, to Hugh and his mother believing that he’s a Female Body Inspector, and now Mrs. Willey was begging him on her knees to punish her for not sucking him off well enough by having her… suck his cock?

“Did I say something wrong?” Patricia asked, looking at Angela for answers.

“No, no… It’s just been a crazy day, that’s all.” He said, trying to calm down his laughter. “So, you want to suck my dick again?”

“Not exactly…” She paused. “I can’t control my gag reflex, but it won’t matter if… I’m not in control…”

“Huh?”

“Holy fucking shit, she wants you to grab her head and hammer your dick in her mouth.” Angela lost her patience.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhh.” Jason felt incredibly stupid. “Well, what are we waiting for?”

He quickly pushed himself up from the couch and placed his throbbing cock on the kneeling woman’s face. Its moist tip brushed against her eyebrows, and his balls used her chin as a rest.

“Wait!” She screamed from below his nuts.

But Jason placed his left hand on the back of her head and, with his right one, positioned his dick at her parted lips. Her eyes were filled with terror while she listened to what he said next.

“It’s supposed to be a punishment, didn’t you say so yourself?” And with that, he shoved himself inside despite slight resistance from her mouth.

At first, Patricia fought against him, trying to push herself away from his legs. But with his words sinking in, she gradually lowered her hands until all she was was a living fleshlight.

Feeling his dick piston in and out of her, all she did was try to keep her mouth as wide as she could open it. The rapid banging of her head was making her a little dizzy, but she tried hard not to pass out. But to her demise, he hadn’t even started pushing past her limit.

Jason was struggling to go harder on the woman, fearing that he might genuinely hurt her. Despite anything that had happened between them, he still had a lot of sympathy for Mrs. Willey. Sympathy that made things more difficult when he saw tears run down her cheeks. But it was her own idea… the “blowjob queen” must’ve known how much she could take. And she did earn that punishment. He could’ve happily finished deep inside Angela’s expert throat, but it was taken away from him by his other subject. As unbelievable as it was, the Inspector job had put him in control during inspections, and Patricia acted directly against his will when she pulled the girl off of him. And even if he didn’t entirely believe in the realness of all this, all that mattered was that she did, and that she had disobeyed him.

He put his second hand on the back of her head, and, using his full strength, pulled her as close to himself as he could. GAK GAK The office was filled with Patricia’s lewd noises.

Her eyes were shut, and tears poured down her face like two small waterfalls. But, despite her pain, she remained in place and even put her hands behind her back, so as not to let them stop her punishment.

But an even bigger surprise came from behind him. Having been totally engrossed in punishing Patricia, he had paid no attention to Angela’s whereabouts. But the feeling of something – awfully resembling a face in its shape – between his bare buttcheeks quickly let him know exactly where she was.

Hammering Patricia’s head down to his pubes in front and having Angela’s slippery tongue explore the entrance of his ass, he felt himself lose the grip on reality. Luckily though, before he could pass out, he let go of his hold on the older woman and pushed the other girl away from his butt.

On the verge of cumming, he steadied the spinning world with his hands on his head. He heard Patricia coughing and gasping for air on the floor next to him and Angela giggling from the couch.

And when he felt better, Jason spoke up. “For your final test, I need you two to kneel side by side again.”

Patricia, not having come to her senses yet, didn’t get up from her sitting position. But Angela quickly joined her on the floor and pulled the woman up to her knees in excitement.

Jason stared down at the pair, stroking his cock slowly – edging. The goth girl was smiling from ear to ear, as if her longtime dream was about to be fulfilled. And Patricia… well, she didn’t even look at him. Despite having her face propped up by Angela’s hand, her eyes rolled back in the skull. To put it simply, she was lost in bliss.

Unable to withstand any longer, Jason stroked himself faster. The women’s faces, cheek against cheek, were offered together as canvas for his big throbbing painting brush. Grunting and yelping, he felt his balls tighten, and the thick white paint shot out in big spurts, leaving his targets’ faces covered in huge loads of cum, thus starting and finishing the “Facial” test.

Jason watched his work in awe. His baby batter covered the women’s foreheads, cheeks and cleavages. Some had landed in their hair, and some had found its way onto Angela’s stuck out tongue. And thanks to them remaining in position, he could observe as it slowly dripped down their skin.

“Can I ashk you a fayour?” Angela said, not closing her mouth. “I wan’ dish on a pho’o.”

It took Jason a moment to understand what she had meant, but when he did, he reached into the pocket of his lowered jeans and pulled out his smartphone.

SNAP He took a picture of their cum-covered profiles and showed it to the girl.

Seeming satisfied with it, Angela gulped down what semen she had kept on her tongue and around her mouth. She was still supporting Patricia’s body with her hands, and Jason helped her move the woman over to the couch until she regained consciousness. He stayed in the office, watching over her and playing with her big tits, and Angela disappeared into the restroom to clean herself up.

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