She grabbed the remote and hit play. Desi sex Ryan bellowed. That’s all mine.”
“Yes, Mr. “Gerard is sending over the videos today. And Alice, finger her pussy.”
Both bimbos moaned into each other’s mouths as they kissed. That was how wonderful we both had become. She grabbed the remote and hit play. I frowned at the solution. My gaze darted around the lab, looking at the chemicals, my mind racing through possibilities. “As employee-wife, I need to do my best.”
I hugged her and kissed her cheek. I’m not your wife.”
Right, Ryan told her being called a slut meant he loved her. “An asshole’s cum will reverse your bimboification.”
“What about Janet?” I gasped. If it could turn Janet from a fat slag into a bombshell, I can only imagine what it would do to my secretary.
