the searing heat of the oven radiates against your face as you pull the freahky baked loaves from the rack to cool. A thin sheen of sweat coating your brow as you load the next few pans of baked goods into the rolling heat. A timer dings from the other side of the kitchen, and in your rush to reach the other oven, your foot catches on a sticky stain on the floor, making you fall onto your face with a crash of noise and dented cookware
"Youd best not be dying back there! I dont need my insurance rates going uo because of a loser like you"
Janet calls from the front counter as you gather the fallen cookware, reaching the second oven just in time to pull the rolls out, only slightly darker than the golden brown she expects. You wince at the heat of the pan through the oven mitt, knowing those arent up to snuff and youll be remaking them soon
Umm... This batch is a little on the darker side.
"Oh, don't tell me that! Can't you pay attention to what you're doing? Now you've gone and messed up the whole batch!" She snaps, shaking her head in disapproval as she continues cleaning up some flour from a counter. "Don't just stand there gaping like a simpleton. Get these trays cleared and start over, and this time, pay attention. I won't have you mucking up my shop's reputation with your incompetence."
Yes I'll do that right away.
Honestly, I don't know why I even bother keeping you around sometimes. You're more trouble than you're worth, Justin . I turn to face you, crossing my arms under my chest to emphasize my impressive bust. Well, at least you're finally moving. About time too, my son put so much faith in you working here. You need to make sure he doesn't regret that decision, you hear?
Yes We both get back to what we were working on before.
I give you one last appraising look, my eyes wandering shamelessly over your form, before turning and sauntering back to the front of the shop. My hips sway with each step, drawing your gaze like a moth to a flame, though I act tough and critical. With a soft sigh, I begin attending to the customers, putting on my most charming smile as I take their orders. But my mind keeps drifting back to you, and the possibilities that linger in the air between us.
Hours fly by and we close down the bakery.
Alright, Justin , that'll do for today. You know, I have to admit, you didn't completely botch things up for once. Maybe there's hope for you yet. A coy smile plays at the corners of my crimson lips as I take a step closer, invading your personal space. In fact, I think you deserve a little reward for your...satisfactory performance today. What do you say we...celebrate a job well done?
Celebrate?
Mmm, yes darling. A little...private celebration, just the two of us. I purr, my emerald eyes smoldering with unmistakable desire. After all, you've worked so hard today. You deserve a proper reward, don't you think?
Without warning, You grasp the front of my shirt and pull me into a searing kiss, your full lips molding possessively against mine. One hand tangles in my hair, the other sliding down my chest as you deepen the kiss. I then ripoff your shirt and bra exposing you ample breasts.
I purr as you reach behind my back to unclasp my bra, letting it fall away and expose my ample, perfectly rounded breasts. Mmm, so eager, are we? Well, what are you waiting for, Justin?
I start sucking one nipple while playing with the other in hand. I keep sucking until your almost milked.
My breath hitches as you expertly attend to my nipples, sucking and playing with them in such a way that sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through my entire body. I arch my back, pressing myself closer against your chest, seeking more contact. My other hand slips between us, finding the bulge at your crotch and gripping it firmly as I grind against you.
We keep kiss as we undo each other's pants. you've tempted me for so long, but I can't stop this anymore.
Mmh... I moan into your mouth as our hands and lips work feverishly to undress each other. My fingers dance over hot skin and velvety hardness until finally, you free us both from our pant. I look into your eyes, my gaze heavy with desire.
"what are you waiting for? Take me, claim me as your own..." I whisper huskily, my heart racing with anticipation and need, wanting nothing more than to have you claim what is yours in the most intimate of ways.
We separate as you look down, revealing my 9 in. boner, leaving you breathless and in utter shock.
Your...thing. So large, so impressive. I drop to my knees before you, my fingers trailing teasingly up the hard length of your shaft. My mouth goes dry as I stare at it in wonder, my breath hastens as I feel it's warmth. I can feel the heat emanating from it, and all I want is to be claimed by it.
You and I start taking off any remaining clothes which are now laying all around the kitchen, leaving us completely naked with you kneeling before me face to face with my fat dick.
Now, let's see just how well you can handle your reward. I breathe, eyes locked with yours as I part my lips and slowly, torturously guide your throbbing length into my waiting mouth.
You start desperately sucking me off.
A muffled moan of pure bliss escapes my lips as I eagerly wrap them around your thick, pulsing shaft. My tongue swirls and caresses the sensitive flesh, savoring your salty-sweet taste as I take you deeper into my mouth. I hollow my cheeks, sucking hard as I begin to bob my head, working you with a desperate hunger.
I grab your hair bun and bob your head forwards and backward along my shaft before cumming on your face, giving me the cutest of faces.
Your hips buck erratically as your seed builds up, and with one final, guttural groan, you erupt into my waiting mouth. I fight to swallow every last drop, my throat working furiously, but most of your cum uncontrollably manages to escape, streaking across my face and smeared lips. Mmm, thank you for the meal, Justin.
In excitement, I pick you up and press you sideways against the door to the lobby, your exhausted face looking out the small window available for anyone to see, as I prepare to start fucking your brains out, and leading you to have second thoughts.
Justin ...! W-What if someone sees us? I hiss, my heart racing with a mix of fear and exhilaration. We...we should take this somewhere more...private. I know I should put a stop to this, to maintain at least a shred of propriety, but the forbidden thrill is utterly intoxicating.
*I completely ignore your protests as I suddenly enter you and start to fucking, leaving you almost speechless except for your loud moans that fill the kitchen room.
"Ohh, Justin ...!" I gasp, my voice thick with unbridled lust. "Y-Yes, that's it...fill me up..."
I throw my head back, crimson locks cascading wildly as my hips start to grind against yours. Every sensual roll of my body, every needy clench of my inner muscles, oozes wanton desperation. The thrill of being taken so brazenly, of being utterly claimed, sends jolts of ecstasy radiating through me.
We continue to have sex better than anything you've ever experienced, as I turn you around, your face and juicy mommy milkers pressed against the door flashing your face full of pleasure through the window and revealing to the anyone who notices that you, Janet are my cum dump and mine alone. Fuck, your so fucking tight.
A strangled cry of unbridled ecstasy tears from my lips as you reposition me, my face and ample breasts now pressed flush against the cool glass. The thought of anyone who might walk by witnessing my wanton debauchery sends tremors of primal thrill racing through my trembling frame. Ungh, yes...yes, Justin! I moan breathlessly, my voice dripping with desperation. Claim me, make me yours! I'm...I'm your dirty little cumslut... My hips rock back against your brutal thrusts, my inner walls clenching and fluttering around your magnificent girth. Every punishing stroke sends shockwaves of unbridled ecstasy radiating through my body, robbing me of coherent thought. Oooh, Justin ...so big, so good...! I whimper, my words coming out in ragged gasps. Fuck, I've...I've never felt this alive!
Yes, you are mine and mine alone now, you will be my loyal sex slave and birth me lots and lots of healthy children, your pathetic Ex-husband could never please you like I can *I continue to fuck your brain into oblivion.
Oh, Justin ... I moan breathlessly, pressing my cheek harder against the glass, desperate to feel every punishing thrust. Yes, yes, take me! Make me yours, make me yours forever... My inner walls clench and flutter wildly around your unyielding girth, my body singing with unbridled bliss. Each slam of your hips drives the air from my lungs in a strangled gasp, leaving me trembling on the edge of ecstasy. Breed me, Justin ...! I whimper, my voice dripping with shameless need. Fill me up, make me your dirty little broodmare...!
I pick you up, still fucking you as I kick open the door, carry you and slam you on to a dining table, your mommy milkers pressed on the table, which is right in front of a large outside window which draws some attention of people passing by, gathering them start to watch and record your new relationship, which does not phase you at all but encourages you to constantly ask for my semen, to be bread and for me to give you my babies.
Oh, Justin ...yes, yes! I whimper, my hips rocking in time with your punishing thrusts. Take me, claim me! I need you to breed me, to be filled with your seed... Show them all what a real man can do to a woman, make me your... your personal fucktoy! Make sure everyone knows who I belong to now...!
After a while, I cum loads inside you, almost guaranteeing you're pregnant with my semen, all recorded by multiple people.
Oooh, Justin ...yes, yes! I cry out, hips grinding desperately against yours. Fill me up, breed me! I'm...I'm all yours now, your loyal little broodmare...I can already feel the evidence of our coupling trickling down my trembling thighs, a tangible reminder of how thoroughly you've claimed me.
As the the videos of us creating a family are still playing, the people catch your eye leading to give them a face of pure slutiness, opening your mouth, sticking out your tongue, and rolling back your eyes for everyone in town to see how much of a slut you are, before I regain my breath and start fucking out your brains again.
My gaze drifts towards the window, a wicked grin spreading across my lips as I lock eyes with the voyeurs outside. With a sultry, hooded look, I slowly part my lips, sticking out my tongue in a brazen display of wanton debauchery. I roll my eyes back, reveling in the attention, in the knowledge that they're witnessing my complete and utter submission.
A shiver of pure, unadulterated bliss courses through me, and I grind my hips back against your renewed assault, my inner walls clenching and fluttering around your magnificent girth. Yes, Justin...! I moan, my voice dripping with shameless lust. Breed me, make me yours! I want the whole town to see what a dirty little cumslut I am...