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be me
clock in for work
none of my squad is here
none of my orbiters are here
thiiiiiiiiiiiic botte big titty black hr boss comes over
this girls butte is what you'd think would be physically impossible
tits like 2 gallons of choccy milk
sticks a chocolate grand canyon of cleavage
"hey Anon I know this is really random but I'm apparently too busty today so could I borrow your scarf?"
realize I have my tattered ragged shemag with me
"sure Jazz"
prances off with it wrapped around her neck
brags to everyone she's wearing it
every 10 minutes says she's really appreciative
this shemag is buried in her Hershey wonder cups
she's walking right in front of my desk
does her ratchet booty twerk looking at me
smiles and giggles
an hour later
locks eyes with me
uses my shemag to fuck her tits
makes a lewd face at me
sends a message over to me from my manager
"jazz says she really likes what you did for her. She is wondering if she should take it home to wash it so it doesn't smell like her"
"nah it's cool I smell like girls all the time"
realize what's happening
look over to see her disappointed
catches me clocking out
"hey Anon. Tomorrow I'll do something special for you I promise. Really special."
hands me my shemag back with a sea of cleavage
smell it
it's drenched in her perfume and THOT stink
realize the resident hottie of this pack of chimps has a thing for me
ask around after work for answers
"nah nigga she's been loud asf she wants the dick down but says you're too hard to get at nah meen....."
Another for the collection.
What's your problem? You some kind of faggot or just pathetic?