“Carol, get your ass in here,” he bellowed.
“Yes, sir? Did I do something wrong?” Carol asked, slipping in through the door, preceded momentarily by her large breasts.
She often stumbled in the high heels she was required to wear at work and the panties and bra that were the uniform left her chilled most days, however, she understood that it was important to look professional in order to be professional.
“No… No. It’s nothing to do with you, Carol. I just need to pound your ass for a few minutes. The meeting with the boss was shit,” he said.
She bent over his desk while he eyed her cleavage then reached back and pulled down her black panties.
“Yes, sir. I can understand why you’d need my ass right now, sir.”
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