I’m so sorry. XXNX You heard her, right?”
Kumin kept her ear open for Linda’s answer. “She was a little loose for my taste, but that’s probably because I was stuck with your sloppy seconds.”
“Who is loose?” a voice interrupted the casual conversation about the order in which Kumin’s throat should be destroyed every morning. “Oh, it’s nothing, Boss,” Lola stammered. Her gigantic breasts seemed ready to make the struggling bottom buttons explode and poke someone’s eye out. And what’s your name again?”
Kumin sighed, shaking her head almost imperceptibly. Kumin tucked her breasts back under her straps and reached for her box of Kleenex, which Linda pushed away out of reach. Cum dripping down her chin and funneling through her breasts, this was not a great first impression. Her gigantic breasts seemed ready to make the struggling bottom buttons explode and poke someone’s eye out.
