"Another monotonous Tuesday at work" she thought as her hips slammed into the cash register. Colin wasn't as skilled as he boasted but, desperate for a quick fix, Erica allowed him to penetrate her from time to time, hoping for her earth-shattering orgasm.
It had become a routine. Every Tuesday, Erica and Colin, her manager, would close up the grocers after the last customer had rushed out, and as soon as the shutters were down Colins pants were on the floor and he held his throbbing penis in his hand.
She was immediately on her knees, taking the shaft into her mouth and back out again, watching Colin squirm above her. She took his balls into the palm of her hand and squeezed gently as his penis slid down her throat.
He loved to see her gag- this she knew. He would grab onto her hair and force himself further down her little throat until her eyes watered. She exploited this to her benefit, knowing that the more innocent and doe-eyed she appeared, the harder he'd fuck her afterwards.
And she was right. Like clockwork, Colin pulled her head off his dick and told her to stand facing the register. She obliged as he pulled her skirt up over her ass. He demanded she spread her legs and spread her labia with her fingers- and again she obeyed, playing the subservient.
She waited as he rubbed his wet dick across her pussy before thrusting it in deep. She felt herself widen, taking in his length and she quivered with every thrust- tearing her apart. She moaned in pleasure mixed with a tinge of pain.
