Elizabeth came in and was all bubbly. It was clearly a defense mechanism. I can spot a chick with issues as soon as they walk in the door. So she sits down, I begin to interview her, and while she's talking, I am hearing the sound of nails on a chalk board. So I had her pull out her big tits to sheild some of the noise but that didn't work, so the quickest solution was to have Bootleg shove his cock down her yap. That worked for a bit until she became overwhelmed. Her defense mechanisms were useless now and she sat there an emotional mess. Then she started with the tight jaw routine, and we had to take a dildo and shove it down her throat to let her know that this is where the cocks have to go, and not on the side of her cheek like a fucking hamster. Finally she got the cock deep enough and up to our standards, well, at least up to our standards until she got naked. I began filming her getting fucked, and her tits bouncing, and then something began to giggle. I looked down and was like, you know what, I've seen enough, we're done. So we all nutted on her face as her teary eyed, sad face began to reveal years of emotional baggage.
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