"See, this is how it is, Mr. Nixon. Metro City, that's kind of a long way away. It's not too far away, you understand. I mean, I could come back every once in a while and visit, if I felt like it. But I wouldn't necessary come back if I didn't have a good reason to. Do you follow what I'm saying so far?"

"Yes."

"Then please give me the extra two weeks severance pay, Mr. Nixon!" Cheryl leaned closer, lewdly fondling his stiff cock. "You know I want to keep coming back and keep sucking your big boner for you, and letting you slurp on my big boobies and everything. But you gotta give me a reason, Mr. Nixon. You gotta do something extra special nice for me before I go. Now, please, please, won't you be a sweetie, and pay me for an extra two weeks? Please?"

Cheryl kept jacking on her boss' huge hard-on, making more pre-cum dribble out of the piss slit as he hungrily fondled her tits.

"Y-yes," Nixon moaned at last, in a hoarse, croaking voice.

"You mean it?"

"Yes, I'll give it to you! You know perfectly well you make me too horny to say no!"

"Oh, Mr. Nixon! You're so wonderful! And now you've got a big throbby boner again, don't you? Gosh, the least I can do now is let you give me a good fucking."

Cheryl stepped away from him, picking a spot on the carpet that wasn't already threadbare from fucking sessions they'd enjoyed in the office in the past. She stretched out on it on her back, pulling up her dress so that the uniform was crumpled in a band around her waist. Her giant, fat-nippled tits jiggled as she wiggled out of her panties, exposing her richly furred, very tight and juicy pussy to her boss.

"Go ahead and fuck my cunt just as hard as you want, Mr. Nixon," she panted. "Just remember to do plenty of titty-sucking at the same time!"