"Don't worry, I'll make sure she doesn't go too rough." He rubs her pussy, feeling her juices against his hand. "Unless, of course, you want her to go that rough." He sends a text message, before getting up. The broker kisses her, rubbing her needy cunt through her nylons, and groping her breasts. Finally, after a few moments, the phone buzzes and the broker checks it. "Alright, it's time." He leads her out of the office, and upstairs to the second level of the bakery, where a well furnished living space has been prepared. He opens the door to the bedroom, and gently moves Melissa inside.
The broker points to the young tattooed woman. "Melissa, meet Naomi. Naomi, meet your new bitch." Naomi smirks and makes a come hither gesture with her finger, moving aside her panties to reveal a pink pussy glistening with need. "Your son kicked me pretty hard, but I think you'll do a good job of making it up to me, won't you, Melissa? Ever eat out another woman?"