I’m a fucking probation officer, and this job is wild. Every day is some new bullshit. Today, I gotta check on this lowlife scammer, Tyreek. He almost got locked up for years, but his fancy lawyer got him probation instead. I decided to drop in unannounced. I was just at his place a few days ago, but I swear I overheard him and his juicy, thick girlfriend talking about some trip he was planning. If he ain’t there, he’s going straight back to jail, so I hope I’m wrong. I also hope his bitch is there too, her titties were big AF. I can’t stop thinking about them. I knock on the door, and that thick bitch answers. She’s wearing some skimpy shit, and those tits are practically falling out. “Where’s Tyreek?” I ask, trying to keep my eyes on her face. “He’s… he’s in the shower,” she stutters. I can tell she’s lying. “Mind if I wait?” I say, pushing past her into the apartment. The place is a mess, clothes everywhere, and the air smells like weed and sex. I find Tyreek hiding in the closet, looking guilty as fuck. “You’re going back to jail, Tyreek,” I say, grabbing his arm. “Wait, please!” he begs. “I can make it worth your while.” I raise an eyebrow. “Oh yeah? How’s that?” He looks at his girlfriend, then back at me. “She’ll do anything you want.” The bitch nods, her eyes wide with fear and desperation. “Anything?” I ask, a smirk spreading across my face. “That includes sucking my dick?” She hesitates for a second, then nods again. “Get on your knees, bitch,” I say, unzipping my pants. “You got a debt to pay.”
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