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... Tim’s desk and went about leaving his calling card. Across her back was the usual “I AM A BITCH”, and then below he wrote “I use my fake tits and pushy attitude to manipulate the socially inept.” Part of him wished he could see the look on her face when whoever she was fucking found that on her. Next he flipped up her skirt and confis**ted the lacy black thong she wore, shoving it in his pocket. He did have to admit, she had a really nice ass. Probably did a lot of squats to keep it that way. He squeezed it in both hands, smirking at the dual imprints he left behind. Moving around in front of her, Jake was amused but not surprised to see that Marta’s pussy was shaved bare. His dick jumped in his pants, excited by standing here with so much power over this stupid cunt. Grinning, Jake pushed Marta down onto her knees on the carpet. He carefully pulled her tongue out of her open mouth, then unzipped and pulled out his cock. It was partly hard already, and he ran it along her tongue, making her lick all over it and getting it a little moist from her saliva. Next he unhooked her front-clasp bra and once again exposed her globelike fake tits. “Might as well get your money’s worth of these,” Jake quipped as he nestled his cock between them. He put his hands on either side and pressed inward, creating a warm fleshy tunnel around his shaft, and started slowly pumping it back and forth. Marta’s flesh, warm and saliva-moist, felt simply wonderful around Jake’s dick. He moaned aloud, ...

... looking down at her, then laughed as he realized she still had her tongue sticking out of her open mouth. “Well that’s distracting,” he said, shoving it back in there and closing her lips and jaw. Once again he carefully nudged her lips into a smile. “Much better,” he said, resuming the slow stroking in her cleavage. “You should be happy that you’re being used for your intended purpose.” Jake moved his thumbs to play with Marta’s nipples and started fucking her tits harder and faster, grinning down at her frozen smile. “What a pretty look for you. I know… just the thing to complete it!” As he spoke, he started shooting cum between her tits and up her neck to her chin. He pulled back and stroked himself, finishing the load with a last shot across her face. From this close, the cum had enough time to splatter on Marta’s skin and hair before freezing with her. Jake squeezed the last fer drops out onto Marta’s lips and took a step back to appreciate his work. It was quite a scene. Marta knelt in the office, surrounded by smiling IT guys, with cum plastered across her face and chest. Her skirt was pulled up and her bra hung open as if she’d been stripped with urgency… which, really, she had been. There was only one thing missing. Jake knelt down and moved Marta’s hands so it looked like she was holding her tits up to receive the load. “Perfect. Hold it,” Jake said, pulling out his phone to take some photos for posterity - or who knows, he thought, maybe blackmail. “That’s perfect ...