The next time he reached the depth of me he grabbed my head tight. “I hear you’ve been harassing my administrative assistant in the elevator.” Mr. Xxx Does it, Lilly?”
“No Sir.”
“And why is that?”
“Because I’m a dirty whore, Mr. I knew he wasn’t asking me. I heard Travis ask something but the words were muffled by the heels of Pete’s hands over my ears as he drove me even farther down onto his cock, thrusting the head into the back of my throat, making it hard to breath, hard to keep from throwing up. HARD. HARD. Shaver?” Pete asked, somehow managing to pull his gaze from my nakedness while the young Travis groped me. I watched the confusion and worry pass over Pete’s face; I knew exactly what he was thinking. Not with the slut standing there like an offering being manhandled by a boy while
