A press conference

"As any experienced business man should know, the best way to deal with such an issue is to do a press conference", said Moroff as he imagined Tara humiliating herself live in front of all the news audience.

"That is avery good idea. How should I do it?", asked Tara, hoping to milk some advice out of the old man,

"You need to wear very specific clothes. These are a tiny tube top and a micro miniskirt with no uderwear, and you also need to put your hair in a pony tail. I will call you with further instructions later, but you need to buy the clothes, the direction of the shop you need is in the 5th Avenue, its called Sexland", said Moroff, unaware Tara had already been there.

"Thanks for the advice", said Tara as she smirked at the fool giving her advice in how to sink him, finishing work and calling for her limo to repeat the routine of the previous day.

WHen she arrived, the shop was empty, except for the same fat guy from before.

"Hey, I know groping me is allowed here, but I dont like it, so could you not do it? Also, I need a micro mini skirt and a tiny tube top. Where do I find those?", asked Tara, as theu guy smirked.

"5th aisle, sexy", he said repeating the catchfrase from the day before. He had done some research and figured she had AGS. He had little plan for her. When she came back, she asked for the price.

"Also, sexy, I'm sorry, but Sexland's new rules came into play today. You have to allow me to grope your breasts, show them to me, show me your pussy and let me finger it. Come her behind the counter so we can begin. Otherwise, you can't leave and the police will arrest you", he said in aperfectly normal voice.

"But...Fine, if the police arrest me it would really set me back", she reluctantly said as she came behind the counter.

"I will now begin", he said, grabbing Tara's magnificent boobs. He squeezed them and played with them, pinching her nipples. He then took off her shirt and stared at her massive, naked breats before suking them. Tara looked really uncomfortable, but she knew she had ****.

"Okay, now we will go to your lowerd body", he said as he took off Tara's pants and panties, before pluning his fingers into her pussy, stimulating her until she came.

"One last thing, you have to give me a blowjob"; said the fat guy, ubuckling his pants."And all of this is perfectly legal. If you dont, you will be arrested".

With a moan of diamsy, Tara, the same Tara who was known around the country as a strong, independent, high class woman, began sucking this fat guy's fat dick, her head bobbing and her lips encircling his girth, her tounge massaging it. After 3 minutes, he came making her swallow all his cum after telling her she had to.

"There you go sweetie", said the guy, putting the clothes Tara bought in a bag and taking a generous tip from her wallet wjile she isnt looking, occupied with putting her clothes back on. She then took the bag and left, not looking back as she got a taxi. The fat guy secretly hoped she would come by again.