Chapter 7
by 
Casinooo
Megan does her best
Wet?
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The next day is even worse. It was Megan’s first day as the old and fat refugee’s personal social worker. Although she still had some time to help others, this grandpa was her priority.
When she comes home, you ask her how her day was.
“That dirty pervert was ogling me the whole time. Looking at my cleavage or ass. Every time I walked away and had my back turned to him, I just felt his eyes burning on my butt.”
“Well Megan, I can’t really blame the poor guy. You look like a supermodel and some girls just have a natural wiggle when they walk.”, you grin.
“Stop joking around, I’m serious. To top it off, he looked straight into my eyes and grabbed his crotch with his hand and said that he has a package for me. So disgusting!”, she is appalled. “Eventually I told him to stop his perverted behaviour but he didn’t listen. He even doubled down, said that I would love his black cock and that he could smell my young cunt was leaking fresh pussy juices. As if I would just spread my legs for him whenever he wanted me to.”
Hearing this should’ve made you mad, wanting to get ****, but instead you listen to what happened, hoping he could corrupt your girlfriend. Instead of asking how to help, you ask, “And was he right?”
Megan looks confused at you, “Right about what?”. If she’s asking this, then some parts he said must’ve been true.
“Was your young cunt leaking fresh pussy juices.” You joke around. She is not amused and scoffs. She leaves you behind and goes to the bedroom to change. She undresses and hops in the shower.
You go to the laundry basket and get her thong out. It’s definitely drenched in pussy juices…