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Naughty America. Nobody. Nobody.

Nobody. Does it better?

Hey, babe. Sorry I missed your call. It's the gym.

What's up? Wait, slow down, slow down.

What? What do you mean you got fired?

What are we going to do? Was it Jason?

God, he's such an asshole. Okay, just—calm down.

We'll figure it out. I—I don't know what we're going to do, but we'll figure it out.

I love you too. Bye.

Hello, Jason? Yeah, this is Brooklyn, Mike's wife.

Listen, I need to talk to you about what happened today.

I'm aware that he got fired. What I don't understand is why.

L-look—just listen to me. He is your hardest working employee.

He puts up the best numbers every month.

He's an asset to your company.

There—there has to be something that can be done to make you reconsider.

I—I mean, if it means saving my husband's job, yes, I will come over

and talk to you in person. Okay.

Sure. Thirty minutes. Perfect.

Okay, text me the address. Wear something nice.

What? Okay. Okay, okay.

If it means saving my husband's job, I will wear something nice.

Okay, just text me the address.

Wear something nice.

Saving my husband's job. That's what I'm doing.

Whatever it takes.

He did not deserve to get fired.

I'm going to go. I'm going to talk

some sense into this asshole Jason.

I'm going to get him his job back.

Send a selfie. You've got to be kidding me.

Okay. You can do this.

Hello? Hello, Jason.

Listen, we need to talk about what happened today.

My husband did not deserve to get fired.

He is an asset to your company, and you know that.

He puts up bigger numbers than anyone else in the department,

and all you do is bully him. He comes home every day from work and talks about how

horrible you are to him, and I don't understand why.

He puts up better numbers than anyone else,

and he deserves to work there.

Sometimes the numbers really don't matter, you know?

And there's just something about

him. I—I don't know what it is.

That just—I don't know.

Probably just mean the wrong way. Listen, Jason,

he really needs this job. I—I don't know what we're going to do without it.

Well, maybe we can talk about it in my living room.

You want to go have a seat? Okay.

Let's see. I—I'm fine. I'll stand.

Listen, I don't know what exactly you have in mind, but

my husband needs this job. Please.

Okay. Well, you know, I need my dick sucked.

I'm sorry? You heard what I said.

I need my dick sucked. No.

Well—That's out of the question.

See, we're going to have to make some headway here.

Because, I mean, otherwise,

I don't think you're going to have a roof over yours.

So how about you do me a favor and, uh,

you see that lingerie right there?

How about you change into it for me?

You know, model it, if you will.

And then, uh, maybe we can see about that, you know,

little job. I mean, if you really want your husband to keep his job.

O-okay. So I put on the lingerie.

Mm-hmm. What if—what if I put on the lingerie and then

we call that a deal and you give money?

You know, I mean—Stop. Your husband's really fucking annoying.

And, uh, if you want me to, uh, put up with him, then I think

you're going to have to put up with this for just, you know, a little bit.

I won't keep you too long.

You promise you'll give my husband his job back?

Oh. It's something we'll definitely, um, take care of.

If you can, uh, take care of me.

Doing this for my husband. That's right.

Keep reminding yourself that.

I mean—I mean, is there somewhere that I can go put this on?

Uh, no. And I—I don't think you need to be shy.

You know? I'm definitely going to see what's underneath there

before you go home. But you—I mean,

you said I could model it. Are you sure there's not?

Well, I mean, you have to put it on and then take it off.

You're sure there's not somewhere that I can just go put it on?

No. I mean, it looks like a really big house, but

it's not that big.

Those are really nice. It's just a shame you're covering them up.

This is insane. Oh, someone didn't wear any panties.

I like that. It shows a lot of initiative.

And, uh, that's something your husband doesn't really show

too much of.

Really? Oh, yeah.

Yeah, you might need to sit down.

This has to be some sort of legal activity.

You're seriously a jerk.

I guess it pays to be the boss.

That doesn't—No wonder my husband hates you.

Oh, he's really going to hate me after I do what I'm planning on doing.

Listen, I'm agreeing to a blow job and this

stupid little modeling session.

Well, I mean, I just—that's just the beginning stages. I can't really, you know,

say how far we're going to need to go to make this right, you know?

Because, I mean, the paperwork's already there.

I mean, it's going to take me a lot to have to go through the hoops to keep his job.

You really are an asshole.

Stop staring at me. Well, I mean,

yeah, with such an amazing body, it wouldn't, you know, be such a problem.

Mm-mm. Yeah, the thing—he has this

wing frame at home all the time.

Well, because he's actually a decent human being, unlike someone else.

Maybe. That. You know,

turn around. I want to see how it looks.

That's only a half turn. No, a full one, yeah.

Okay. Well—

No, just think.

If your husband loses his job, I'll be able to afford to buy you

all of this upkeep on this sexy-ass body of yours.

But, like I said, we're going

to start with your ego here.

Come on.

You don't actually expect me.

Oh. To give you a blow job. Oh, yes, I do.

So if I do this, you're going to give my husband his job back.

You promise. Well, we can talk about it.

I really hate you. I know.

Okay. Good? No.

I told you we're going to be here for a little while.

Yes.

I bet yours is bigger than his, isn't it?

I'm not answering that. Oh, you better.

Just be honest. Yes, it's bigger than his.

Mm-hmm.

Yeah. That's what I'm talking about.

You're a little messy. Hold on.

You're so pretty, I don't want you to look messy while you sucking that big dick.

You know what? I don't—I don't think you're sucking it like you're really trying to

get your husband's job back. Like, I mean, I need you to, to suck it like...

There's a pot of gold at the end of the bottom of that dick.

Can you do that for me? Sure,

Jason. That's great.

Oh, fuck yes.

Better? Yeah.

Okay? Oh, no.

Here you go.

Oh, fuck.

I should at least try to act like you like him.

Yes, Jason. All right.

Oh, yes. Fuck.

Okay. Get my husband his job back now.

Not quite. You know what? I kind of want to eat your pussy.

Are you going to let me eat your pussy?

Hmm? That's a good girl.

Remember, you're doing this for your husband's job.

I'm doing this for my husband's job.

Oh my—

I hate you. Mm-hmm.

Oh, I don't think you're enjoying it.

I am not? Mm-hmm.

Not enjoying it at all. Mm-hmm.

I'm going to enjoy this. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Come on. Well, how bad do you want your husband to get his job back?

How far are you going to take this?

How far does this dick will let me go?

Fine. But this is it. Oh, trust me.

You'll enjoy way more than you think you'll win.

Yes. Fuck.

This feels good. I can't believe I just said that.

No, I can't. Oh my God.

Okay. I think we're good. Oh, no, we're not.

I don't think that you've come yet and—Well,

I—I certainly haven't.

Oh my—

I just—this is so wrong. Oh, but I bet you it feels right, don't it?

This is wrong. I shouldn't be doing this.

Oh, but I—oh, I believe you should.

My husband just needs this job so much.

You just need this dick so much.

Let's be real. Hold this leg.

This is so wrong.

Oh, why does it feel so good?

Okay. Okay, okay, okay. You fucked me.

Oh, no, no. You ate my pussy. I'm not done.

I'm not fucking done.

Shit.

I shouldn't be enjoying my—

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