Page 563 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 8
“Your employee ID will do. I can cross reference it with the employee database.”
“Uh, okay.”
They all unhooked their IDs and handed them to me.Bingo.I tucked them into my togakini for safekeeping.
“Damn,” said Ghostie. “Well done.”
Just you wait.
“So you guys gonna show us your cocks or what?” I asked.
They smiled at us and started undressing.
“Oh my God,” muttered Karma. “They’re fucking huge.”
She wasn’t wrong.
Not quite Flash Robinson. But definitely bigger than her boyfriend. And three times the size of Chad. #MicroPenis. “Looks like they qualify for Rule #8.”
“Huh?” Karma looked down at the rules. “Yeah, wow. I’d say so.”
“What’s Rule #8?” asked Hakeem.
“If a man has 8 abs and 8 inches, he may not be refused,” read Karma.
“Then you better take that towel off and get on your knees.”
She smirked at him and dropped her towel. “You like what you see?”
He nodded and grabbed her tits.
“Whoa, whoa, whoa,” I said. “Hands off.”
He stared at me and stroked his cock. It was well over 8 inches and getting bigger by the second. “But I thought I can’t be refused?”
“And you can’t. But that doesn’t mean you get to go first. That honor is reserved for whichever of you is biggest.” I turned to Karma. “So which man is our lucky winner?”
“Hmm…” She put her glass of vino on the counter and then got on her knees to get a better look. “Can I touch?”
“Absolutely.”
She started stroking all of them and holding them up to her arm to compare size. “Jesus,” she said. “They’re all so big.”
They really were. I wanted so badly to drop to my knees and taste all of them. But I wasn’t here for pleasure. I was here for Ash. Besides, Ghostie was 100% going to please me in a few minutes.
Karma looked up at me. “Who do you think is the biggest?” she asked.
I prided myself on my ability to instantly estimate penis size to within a quarter inch. But this was freaking tough. They were allright around 10 inches. If I could just put them in my mouth I might be able to…Gah! No. There was no time for that.
“I’m not sure either,” I said. I was about to tell her to take her best guess, but then I got an even better idea. “Wait! Hold everything! I know what has to be done.”
“You do?”
“Yes! Single Girl Rule #6: Always kiss and tell. And Rule #7: Pics or it didn’t happen. We can make perfect use of both of those!”
“How?”
“We’re gonna take a picture and let Brody choose.”
