Allyson wasn’t allowed to wear clothes while at work since it would only get in the way of her job. She’d been hired in as a Stress Relief Specialist earlier that year. Essentially, she was a set of holes for men at the company to rage fuck, work out frustrations, and generally just enjoy.
“Fucking boss! Fucking making me come in five Sundays in a row! Fucking stupid shit! Fucking take that!” Bill Summers said while fucking Allyson’s ass hard enough that he’d leave bruises from his desk on her thighs.
Sure, she wasn’t his boss and didn’t have anything to do with scheduling, but if he was able to work out his frustrations by decimating her asshole, then she knew she was doing her job.
“Tell me to come in on Sunday,” he whispered into her ear.
“I’m… I’m going to need you to- FUCK! To come in on Sunday, Bill,” she said.
“Fuck you! Take this cock up your ass and forget about fucking Sunday!” he shouted, slamming in deep and cumming hard.
After a few moments of slumping over her, his cock slowly growing softer and then popping out of her ass, he pushed back up and zipped his pants shut.
“Thanks, Ally, you’re the best. I don’t know what I’d do without your ass,” he said.
She slipped down to the floor, kneeling, looking up at him. “You’re welcome. It’s what my ass is here for.”
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