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One image she asian had grown fond of was seeing Felicia slurping down the potent concoction of caffeinated jizm while Gretchen savored the moment she could, hesitating before departing her office to watch. Another was the thought of, one day, informing Felicia’s well-established laundry list of corporate detractors, enemies, and conspirators that she had sucked down mugfulls of cum on the daily. Third, the transcendent moment of glory that was her boss’ compliment to her the day she first delivered the bean juice cocktail. “Mm-mh! Wow, Douglas, I didn’t know you were good for something – this is one of the best damn brews I’ve ever had. In fact, better yet, make it part of your routine in the morning to fix me one.” Gretchen would never forget the look on her satisfied customer’s pompous, arrogant face after complimenting her exemplary barista skills. Today, however, the fantasy that put her over the edge was the thought that, each day, her boss seemed to knock back the ceramic cum-caked container with more japan and more verve than the day before. It was subtle, but it was there. Yesterday, the distinct sound of a drained coffee mug hitting the mahogany desk pealed out before Gretchen had made it down the hall. With the thought that her superior not only was enjoying the nutty flavor shot that she was using to amplify her routine coffee kick, but also nurturing an addiction to it tantalizing her, Gretchen felt the preamble of a cumshot quake in her nuts. Each gooey rope splashed against the surface of the dark brown liquid and spiraled in a vanilla-hued swirl of pale milkiness in the drink. Gretchen leaned back and grasped at the wood veneer counter top to keep herself upright as she deposited the byproduct of an uncharacteristically spine-tingling orgasm into the bottom of the drink. Once she had regained her faculties, a one-two shake of her modest-size futanari member cleared off the straggling drops of cum that clung to her cockhead. “Coming, Mrs. Rodriguez!” Gretchen moaned before starting up the hallway. A few paces in, she remembered to tip-toe back and snatch up a spoon to stir the café (now complete con leche) until it reached a thoroughly emulsified and pale, tan color. En route, Gretchen pulled her business woman’s skirt from around her waistline and over her softening shaft. She entered the room without another word, crossed over to her cum-swilling supervisor’s desk, and set the cup down within Felicia’s arm’s reach. “Thank you for waiting on me, Mrs. Rodriguez. I hope you like it.” Felicia already had the mug touched to her lips before Gretchen could finish her sentence. The worker drone wasn’t half gangbang way back to the doorway before she heard the empty cup clattering to the desk. Gretchen paused her brisk pace and languished in the sounds of the source of her hostile work environment gluttonously smacking her lips to savor Gretchen’s flavor. Felicia’s cum addiction was, to the delight of the one who fostered it in her, utterly reified by how quickly that mug was drained. “Good as always, Douglas. I knew there was a reason I kept you around.” Gretchen turned back to face her, and put on her proudest, fakest smile. “I’ll have to start charging you for it, ma’am.” Tiffany and the Caribbean Cruise 4 Tiffany returned to the cabin as I awoke from another nap. We spent the afternoon walking around the ship and marveling at the number of things to do and see. Ice skating rink, sports cum bars, buffet, burger shop and of course bingo. But the wave machine was the most interesting feature. Powerful pumps created a moving current and people (mostly Hardcore men) were lined up to try their skills. 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