Go to work

The next morning, you head into work. Before you get into your office your secretary tells you that you have a client in there.

"Who's the client, Brooklyn?"

"I can't remember her name. Is that alright?" Answers Brooklyn Decker.

You look at Brooklyn's large breasts and long blonde hair.

"That's fine," you say.

She wasn't the best secretary but you never regretted hiring her.

You enter your office and close the door behind you. The client stands up and turns around. It's Salma Hayek.

"Surprised to see me?" Asks Salma as brushes back her dark black hair.

"A little bit yes," you respond as you take a seat at your desk. Salma sits back down.

"Well I just wanted to make sure that you were still representing me."

"I am. I've just assumed you were looking for someone else now that we broke up. Do you think we can keep a professional relationship?"

"You tell me. You've been staring at my breast this whole time," she said pressing them together slightly. She was wearing a low cut white top and her large tits were something you missed about her.

Quickly making eye contact with Salma, you say, "Sorry. Yes, I think we can make this work professionally." She brings in a lot of money so you don't want to lose her as a client.

"Don't be too sorry because I need to take a look at your balls."

"What?" You ask as your dick perks up.

"I could tell by the way you walked in here that Juju has been abusing you. Please let me see them."

You agree. As Salma locks your door, you stand up and pull down your pants and boxers. Salma grabs your erect cock and holds it out of her way so she can examine your nuts.

"Wow. These are purple! She really went to work on you," she says as she gently caresses your swollen testicles, "I'm surprised you can even get erect."

Last night, you couldn't get it up from the pain so Juju had you pleasure her orally. This morning, she jerked you off but left you on edge. You didn't get to cum. Now with Salma you're ready to blow.

"It wasn't just Juju this time. She had 2 other girls bust me too. That's why I'm so bruised."

"That sounds like fun. Who were the girls?" She asks while her hand starts to lightly squeeze your balls.

"Jen Selter and Yanet Garcia."

At the mention of Yanet's name, Salma grips your balls hard squeezing the life out of them. You forgot that Juju told Salma that Yanet was a young version of her.

"Salma... SALMA!" You say while fighting the urge to scream.

"Oh. Oops," she says releasing your balls. She didn't even notice she squeezed so hard.

"You know," says Salma as she slides your cock between her breasts and starts rubbing it between them, "If you would've told me you wanted to add another partner in the bedroom, I would've done it. I could've asked my friend Penelope."

Penelope Cruz is Salma's friend. Her rack rivals Salma's. You would ogle her when you could but you never made a pass at her.

"Really?" You say. Between Salma's boobs picking up the pace and imagining a three way with Salma and Penelope, you're mostly focusing on not cumming too soon.

"Absolutely. If your testes are ever feeling better, you, me, and Penelope can meet up some time."

Your cock is on the edge but before you can cum on Salma's ample bosom she stops.

"But before I let you add someone for enjoyment," Salma says, "I get to add someone."

Salma opens up the door and calls Brooklyn in.

"Spread your legs. Brooklyn and I are going to have some fun."