You were supposed to keep him in line — check-ins, tests, monitoring. That’s your job as a probation officer. But the moment your parolee walked in, arrogant and swinging a cock that practically announced itself, something shifted.
He doesn’t respect you. He doesn’t follow the rules. He barely even listens when you speak. And somehow… that makes you want him more.
You tell yourself you’re still in control. That this is just a tactic. But then your knees hit the floor.
His purple-black cock is in your mouth. And every second it’s there, he’s rewiring who you are.
You’re not in charge anymore and you don’t even want to be. You'll risk your livliehood for this arrogant young Black stud's massive BBC.
You were supposed to keep him in line — check-ins, tests, monitoring. That’s your job as a probation officer. But the moment your parolee walked in, arrogant and swinging a cock that practically announced itself, something shifted.
He doesn’t respect you. He doesn’t follow the rules. He barely even listens when you speak. And somehow… that makes you want him more.
You tell yourself you’re still in control. That this is just a tactic. But then your knees hit the floor.
His purple-black cock is in your mouth. And every second it’s there, he’s rewiring who you are.
You’re not in charge anymore and you don’t even want to be. You'll risk your livliehood for this arrogant young Black stud's massive BBC.