Chapter Six
When the knock sounded on the door, Brant leaned back in his chair. His c**k, which had gone limp an hour ago, slipped out of the dozing girl’s mouth. She startled awake, bending quickly forward to engulf the glistening organ again. She had already swallowed two loads of his c*m, and Brant didn’t expect to rise again for awhile, but he had still insisted that she continue to hold him in her mouth. He enjoyed the feel of her tongue sliding over him while he worked at his desk. Her jaw had to be aching by now, but spitting him out was an unacceptable option. He made a mental note to punish her for it later.
“Yes?” he called out.
The office door opened and a guard popped his head in. Brant hadn’t bothered to learn his name yet. He was one of those dedicated, earnest types who w
