Bianca's POVHis brow furrowed as confusion clouded his face. “I don't think you have anything to offer. This is not something we can just brush off.”Gathering every ounce of courage, I closed the distance and perched on his desk while he watched me with wide eyes. “I can offer you something if you let this go. Trust me, no one would question you. Please.” At this point, I knew I needed to plead if I wanted to escape this mess.He appeared conflicted, but my hand slid down to his chest. “Trust me, I will treat you well. I have got a really nice pussy, you know,” I added, drawing closer to him.Then I stood across from him, pushed his laptop aside, and turned with my back facing him. I had already tapped the record button on my phone before I sat down facing him.Since I wore a skirt, all I had to do was pull it further up to my waist.Oh well, I wasn't wearing panties. I never wore panties because I could get my pussy eaten any day, so I had to stay prepared.His gaze flicked to my
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