Mr. Furman interrupts activities.

The door swings open and Mr. Furman pokes his head in.

“Just checking in on you guys. How’s it going?” he asks.

“Just fiiIIIIIiiinee!” you blurt out as the wave of the orgasm pushes you into a high note.

Realizing she is about to get creamed in the face if she doesn’t do something, Gemma shoves your cock back into her mouth. She makes a face as your jizz fills her orifice. You signal for Sabrina to distract Furman while the two of you can straighten yourselves up.

“What are you all doing back there?” Furman asks, stepping in cautiously.

“We uh… we’re just cross referencing a file, making sure everything is in the right place,” Sabrina explains to your boss as she pockets her phone in her back pocket.

“And are we on schedule, John?” he asks, clearly expecting you to be the team leader.

“We’ll have it all done for tomorrow morning for sure, sir,” you announce, twisting your body to face your boss while Gemma is currently preventing you from spilling your seed all over the floor. You do your best to keep a straight face while you feel Gemma’s lips and tongue continue to work over your expended cock.

“Good. Good,” Furman says, looking around. “Did you guys need anything in here? It’s awfully warm. Perhaps some drinks? Where’s Gemma?”

“We’re all good, Mr. Furman,” Gemma speaks up, rising from behind the cabinets with files in her hand. She steps out of the way so you can discreetly zip up your fly. You glance down and find your cock clean as a whistle!

“Well, if everything is in order, I’ll leave you all to it. I need to head out for a meeting so I won’t be coming back in for the rest of the day. So, lock up after you’re finished and take the morning off tomorrow,” he informs you.

“Thank you sir,” you say. The others bid the boss farewell and he leaves the room.

As soon as the door shuts behind him, you all breathe a sigh of relief. Sabrina gets on her phone and you turn to Gemma. “Did you just suck off all my…?” you ask her hesitantly.

She pouts her lips at you and asks, “Did you want a kiss for that?”

“OK, video sent! The money is in my account now too!” Sabrina says.

“Not bad for a few minutes work,” Gemma nods proudly, giving each of you high fives. “So, how are we gonna split the money?”

“Three ways sounds fair, doesn’t it?” you suggest.

“Well, we did all the work, shouldn’t we get a bigger cut?” Gemma asks.

“Uh oh…” Sabrina says, staring at her screen.

“What is it now?” you ask.

“The fan doesn’t buy the video… he says Kat18 has long dark hair, not platinum blonde…” she reveals.

“Just tell him it was a dye job, or a wig,” Gemma suggests.

“I don’t know… I already feel kind of bad for lying to him in the first place…” Sabrina says, backing up nervously.

“Then just close the account, det’s what you were gonna do in the first place, wasn’t it? You got the money, there’s nothing left to do there,” Gemma shrugs.

“Well, it wouldn’t be very professional to just cut and run on a client…” Sabrina replies, her professional pride getting the better of her.

“You stole det client from your sistah,” Gemma points out. “Was that professional of you?”

Sabrina grimaces and fondles her phone nervously. “Well, whatever the case, I don’t feel right leaving it at that. We need to give this fan a proper video.”

“You mean, with you in it?” you ask.

Sabrina pauses, then nods nervously. “I’ll… I’ll do it. Uh…” she pauses again. “That is… if you’re willing?” she smiles at you nervously.

“Sabrina, I would LOVE to… only I just blew my load, I’ll need some time to recuperate… Maybe after we finish our work here?”

“OK… OK… I’ll send the fan a message explaining the whole thing…” Sabrina says. You all wait anxiously for the response. A minute later it comes up. “The fan says it better be a good show or they’ll demand their money back from the site.”

“Then we’ll think of something that will impress this guy,” Gemma says, then turns to you. “You’re an Onlyfans subscribah, you got any ideas?”