I looked at all three of them and they had wicked, determined smiles. I removed my high heels and set them on the chair as well. I paused, and they looked at me and smiled. “Please continue.” I was wearing a very business-like skirt. I undid the belt, then unbuttoned Hardcore the button above the side zipper. I paused and looked at them and they gestured for me to continue. I unzipped the skirt and stepped out of it. I folded it neatly and draped it across the back of the chair with my jacket. “Now the blouse.” “You’re really enjoying this, aren’t you? You bastards.” “Yes, we are, enjoying it and bastards. Keep going.” I glared at them as I unbuttoned my white long sleeve top. It did not button all the way to my neck, but I did not have any cleavage showing. I felt I was well past having to flash a boob to get somewhere. Once I had the front unbuttoned, I unbuttoned the cuffs on the sleeves and slid the top off. I almost felt a righteous anger. They could make me do this, but they could not demean me, whatever they did. I laid the top across the back of the chair and stood there in bra and panties with my arms crossed, tapping my foot against the floor. One of the execs had a little half chuckle. “Compliant, yet defiant, blowjob I see.” “What do you expect?” “I expect teen you to remove your bra. That’s what I expect.” I glared at him and felt another little tingle from the collar. Somehow, I would asian find a way. Somehow I would pay them back – big time. In the meantime, I had little choice but to do as they said. I reached behind me and unhooked my bra and let it fall forward off my shoulders, baring my c-cup boobs. I was embarrassed to find my nipples hard and standing up. That made me more angry and defiant as I placed my bra across the same chair. I put my hands on my hips, not even attempting to cover or amateur hide my boobs. I didn’t want to give them the pleasure of letting them think they’d embarrassed or humiliated me. The one exec smiled and turned to the other. “Even nicer than I’d expected. They were tan and looked good coming out of my jean shorts. I’ve never met Hardcore someone so honest and kind,” she says as her cheeks turn a rosy red color. You did good.” but I guess the results were the same regardless of what I wore.” She put her hands under her large boobs and lifted them, “There’s no way I could hide these.” Gwen’s hands were now massaging her breasts and nipples and moaning loudly, as Max placed two fingers inside her very wet and hot pussy. I tell him I want to head to the mall and get some new clothes, something casual, something fresh. Heavy foot steps followed. “Do you make your wife cum?” I asked. I could feel my face grow burning hot. In reality I seduced him to become my sexual slave who worshiped everything about me. What a trip! There he was, naked and dripping wet from head to blowjob toe. True, Connor was the more social of the two and did most of the asian talking when they took their class breaks, but still, amateur Jenna thought she was on friendly terms with everyone. Abby is Gwen’s teen older sister looking to be in her late twenties. Andy let out an audible gasp and looked at me like I was crazy. Did not even spend the night. "Let go you fucking whore or I'll.......