“Sir! Sir! Would you mind being part of a poll?” Marissa asked, jogging up to the older man, her cameraman close behind.

“Huh? Yeah, sure.”

“Would you fuck my tits?” she asked, pulling up her sports bra to reveal a pair of well shaped, large breasts.

“Hm? Yeah. Yeah, I’d fuck those. They’re nice tits, ya know?”

“As you can see, Darren, ten out of ten men asked today would fuck my tits, given the chance!” she said to the camera.

“Is that all?” the man asked, looking as if he had someplace to be.

“Well, actually, since you’re the tenth man polled, you’ve won the chance to fuck my tits, and the rest of me, for the rest of the day,” Marissa said.

“Hm. Yeah, that sounds good and all, but I got some work to do right now. Can you come over to my place tonight?”

“Yes, sir!”

“You know though, I think I got time to fuck those tits real quick though, right now.”

“Thank you, sir! Bobby, keep rolling! Darren needs to see this!”


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