From employee to sperm cuckold!

A colleague ratted you out. And for good reason—he wanted me to see what a pathetic little cuckold you really are. He told me everything. Your looks. Your fantasies. And your sick desire to swallow my dates’ cum from used condoms. I called you into the office. As your boss, it’s my duty to resolve such “cases.” And you’re going to prove to me if everything’s true—with the last condom I used. No excuses. No going back. Just you, me… and another man’s cum. Right in front of my eyes.