The Pill
I don’t know why you are getting so mad. It was you who told me to sleep with your boss. You wanted me to fuck him because your small penis is worthless. Don’t you want him inside me? Doesn’t it turn you on to spread my legs and get fucked by a more powerful man? You make me wear slutty lingerie and get fucked by other men because it get’s you so hard. And you’re mad because I stopped taking my birth control pills? You’re the one who should be taking pills since you are only able to fuck me after another man. Well he’s my boss now and he can do whatever he wants to my pussy.