You're a cuck... Boss (Patreon)
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Lied, as your drunken state working on a different plane of essential existence.
You hear the door open as you sit at your table drinking water. You look at her in her fancy white dress. "Hey baby how was work?" She said putting her things down. She sat across from you in your small apartment building.
"Work was okay... I don't think I did much." You reply.
"Awe what did you do today? Maybe I can help." She said.
You said. "Nothing, just typed away." Not trying to tell her about what you and your boss got up to at the strip club. You saw she has a new phone. You asked her. "Did you get a new phone?"
She nods. "Yeah, {boss} took me out on a ten-minute date. And no... The ten minutes wasn't for how long he was in me." Her eyes raised at you. "He told me I should be living in the future not the past." You purchase her old simple phone when you were dating in college. It felt like a shot to your system. The overwhelming sensation you are going through is that {gf} seems to allow the new brighter things of the future to overshadow your old past of living cheaper.
"Where did he get you this phone?" You asked trying not to sound too bothered by the purchase of a newer model.
She shook her head trying to pacify you. "Don't worry baby. The only thing you should be focused on is giving me the pounding of my life. Haha." She stands up taking off the white dress, leaving her lovely tits bare to you. She wearing the underwear your boss got her on the trip overseas. She rubs your face into her tits, your mind falls back to the strip club. Having tits bouncing and grinding all around you. You breathe {gf} in, loving having her all to yourself.
Your focus pulled again as {gf}...