Carolyn had been part of the office for a few years, not so much as whatever she’d originally been hired for, but rather as a mind blanked set of holes that her coworkers shoved their cocks into whenever they felt the need to bust a nut.

“What was she, you know, before she got blanked?” John asked.

“I dunno, Vice President of something or other. Doesn’t really matter now. She’s just a set of hot holes. Speaking of which, hurry up. I want to pound her ass before my lunch is over.”

“Sure, no problem.”

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