White Slut's Club: Ep31

"Actually, she was under my desk just yesterday while I was listening to the Willaby trial," he continued.

"God, yeeees," I moaned loudly, feeling my cunt becoming fuller than was, I thought, humanly possible, even as I was shocked to learn that Amanda was under the desk at a trial I was involved in just yesterday. "So you want to be my trial cocksucker?" Judge Harmon asked.

"Yes, Masteeer, make me your trial cocksucker. Cum in my mouth over and over again," I whimpered, my head going light at the mixture of pleasure and pain I was experiencing.

"I'll fit you in, just like you're fitting his cock in," he said, which made Mr. Cocksmith laugh.

I weakly replied, "Thank yooooou."

"Shouldn't you be thanking me?" Samantha asked, as she moved beside me for a better view.

"Thank you for making me a white slut for black cock?" I asked, facetiously.

"Exactly," Samantha nodded, "I knew you would be perfect for the role."

"Thank you, I think," I moaned, as Mr. Cocksmith continued trying to wedge his cock into my cunt.

"This isn't working," Mr. Cocksmith sighed, pulling out.

"Take her ass," Judge Harmon suggested.

My eyes went big as I glanced down at Mr. Cocksmith's massive member.

"Good call," he agreed, ordering me, "Turn around slut, let's give you your first chocolate DP."

"Yes, Master," I agreed, the idea of taking a cock in my ass incomprehensible before this evening and yet now something I was willingly doing without hesitation.

lube, slut," Mr. Cocksmith

she said, as I repositioned myself so my tits were

some nice udders," the judge complimented, cupping them in his

replied to the ridiculous compliment of

just as Judge Harmon sucked on my erect nipples. The euphoric pleasure of having a cock lodged deep in my cunt, hands cupping my breasts and a mouth on my nipples had me willing to do anything...

like a bitch at first, but once you get

they wanted me to

slut?" Mr. Cocksmith asked, as I felt his cockhead

I answered nervously, wanting to feel the pleasure that I saw on Samantha's face while she was getting DP'd earlier.

Abbotsford and Kenningston,

shit," I whimpered, a sharp pain hitting me. Cassandra Williams was my colleague and as no nonsense as me. In her early fifties, she was old school and believed in being the voice for all who had no voice of her own. She was married to a famous CEO in oil, but hated the boys' club

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club... shit I remember her being the only woman

of Cassandra's sexual submission and in

into the club many years

said, through clenched teeth as the pain in

in, slut," Mr. Cocksmith informed

half," I whined, unable to fathom taking even

Judge Harmon revealed

I said, each name a juicy piece of gossip that distracted me from the impaling I was receiving in my back door. Becky was a gorgeous redheaded journalist whom I resented because her writing

one-sided journalism instantly

names?"

answered, wincing as the anal invasion continued

my slut, and become the white ass

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