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“You called me.” Eleonora said, standing before madam Gigi in her office. “Yes, I did. Take a seat please.” Madam Gigi sighed, going through the laptop on her desk. She was the only one who was permitted to have a computer or a phone for record keeping purposes only. “I hope all is well.” Eleonora couldn't help but notice the foul expression on madam Gigi's face. She wondered if she had done something wrong, and tried to retrace her steps.

“Then what is it? I know it’s about Damian. Tell me what he did. Though I know he can be a dick sometimes, but, you know I can always put him in his place.” Gigi forced herself to look up. “I… I had sex with him.” Thalia went still. A long, cold silence passed between them. “So?” Gigi blinked, stunned. “Thalia?” “Didn’t you get your pay? Was he too hard on you?” “Thalia… aren’t you mad at me?” “Not yet. Maybe I’ll know once you finish telling me everything.” Gigi told the story in a desperate rush, her face a mess of tears by the end. Thalia just sat there, staring at her as if she were a stranger. When Gigi reached for her hand, Thalia didn't pull away, she just sat there staring at her.

Gigi yelled. I pulled out, lifted her onto the marble bar, then climbed up myself. I laid on my back, cock pointing straight up like a pole. Gigi rubbed her soaked pussy, squatted down, and sank her tight asshole onto my dick. Mary filmed from the side as Gigi rode me faster, her huge tits bouncing. I grabbed them and sucked hard on her fat nipples.