tfsplash: Maggie winced as she felt his essence course through her. She knew there had to be a way t
tfsplash: Maggie winced as she felt his essence course through her. She knew there had to be a way to hold on. There was no way she was going to let him turn her into a blonde bimbo. She tied reaffirming her identity.She was a branch manager at a nationwide bank.She had brown hair and modest tits. Wait.. TITS? No! OK, keep going…She had a university degree in… cosmetology? That wasn’t right, was it?The woman braced her head as she felt her mind attempting to shift. Maggie knew she had to keep fighting.She was a bank teller, struggling to make her name in her predominantly male workplace. Good. It was feeling easier to fight. She knew it would work.She had flowing brown hair and a smoking hot figure.She couldn’t afford tuition for university, so she went straight into the workplace after high school. She wouldn’t let him take away her work ethic.Maggie flinched as she felt him surge one final time. It was weaker than before. She figured it wouldn’t be much longer; she just needed to hold on.Ok. One more time. She was a bank teller, but she knew she was just hired on to be eye candy.She had gorgeous blonde hair and a bangin’ bod that she knew how to flaunt. It was feeling so much easier to fight.Her marks in school always struggled, so she learned how to get by on her looks… And the occasional after school meeting with her teachers.Maggie giggled remembering the flings with her teachers. She always had them wrapped around her finger… or her tits. Or maybe it was that her fingers were wrapped around their cocks… She really enjoyed that!Who was that guy staring at her? She felt like she should know… Like she needed to get away from him…But then he whipped out his totally scrumptious cock and Maggie knew where she belonged. -- source link