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seemed a little different today at work. Even now, I can’t help but think you’re more relaxed, more open.”
    “What are you insinuating? Aren’t I always this sociable? OK, I’m kidding,” she responded with a bright smile. “I work in a very competitive environment. I guess it takes a while for me to open up to strangers,” she explained.
    Looking quite skeptical, Dakota asked, “Oh, really, is that what it is? How long did it take you to open up to Shane last night?”
    Kayla’s face turned bright red. Taking another drink from her glass, she said, “I don’t have any idea—”
    “Of course you do,” Dakota interrupted. “You just couldn’t resist that big dick of his, could you? Last Friday, you strutted into the firehouse like you owned the place. You’re so phony. It’s only the two of us here now. Why can’t you be honest with me and own up to what you did? Shane told me about how you seduced him into fucking you. He said you just couldn’t get enough. How long had it been since you had a nice hard one shoved inside of you?”
    “I invite you into my home for a personal one-on-one to help cast a favorable light on the station, and this is how you return the favor?”
    Getting to his feet, Dakota slowly pulled his shirt over his head, exposing his sun-soaked, rippled abs and sculptured chest. When he unzipped his jeans, revealing his navy-blue boxer briefs, Kayla braced herself, pressing her back against the sitting chair.
    “Dakota Jennings, what in the hell do you think you’re doing? I didn’t ask you here for this. You need to get dressed. It’s time for you to leave,” she told him.
    “Those fancy drinks of yours aren’t the only things that pack a powerful punch. Look at this,” he said, pulling his huge cock and balls from his underwear. His member was as large as Shane’s. “Two men and one red-hot city girl, that’s the plan, Kayla. You fit our requirements to a t .”
    “What are you saying? The two of you both planned on having sex with me?”
    “Shane’s already branded you. Now it’s my turn,” he replied, stroking his cock repeatedly, making his helmet leak with pre-cum.
    “I can’t believe this is happening,” she said, looking down at the floor, rubbing her temple, feeling the liquor surging through her veins. “Dinner is canceled. Get dressed and please leave my house now.”
    Licking his lips subtly, walking over to her, he said, “No dinner? How about some sinfully tempting dessert? Part those pretty lips of yours. I wanna stick my big, hard dick between them.”
    Kayla’s breaths quickened. Her heart pounded. “I don’t want this. You can’t make me—”
    “Yes, I can, and you will. You’re gonna open wide and let me stick my cock in your mouth. You will suck on my dick until I tell you to stop. If I choose to, I will come in your mouth, and you will swallow every thick, creamy drop. Now, unbutton that dress. I wanna get a good look at those big titties of yours. Do it now!” he demanded.
    Kayla didn’t speak a word. Staring up at him, she sensed the pulse of her vagina from the strong, sexual commands he shouted at her. She felt uneasy, having just made love with Shane the night before, but at that moment, she knew there was no way to deny Dakota what he wanted because it was also what she wanted. Slowly unbuttoning the front of her dress, she pulled it off of her shoulders.
    Stroking his cock again, Dakota said, “Pop open that bra for me. That’s it. Oh, your tits are so big and firm. They need to be set free. Strip out of that thing.”
    Doing as he demanded, Kayla removed her bra, allowing Dakota full view of her ample breasts.
    “Play with your tits for me, Kayla. Squeeze them together. Oh, yeah, baby, pull on your nipples for me. Make them stick out. I want to see you suck ’em. Look at me while you do it.”
    Holding both of her breasts, Kayla started licking her hard nubs, sliding her tongue across them as Dakota pulled on his dick.