The BBB Mix-up

So I called the BBB (Better Business Bureau) to complain about the lousy service I got from a porn company (their content didn’t get me off) and they said they’d sent someone straight over to help me and take details. This tall, lovely looking lady came to my door within an hour, and I invited her to sit and started to tell her the problem. The site charged my card, but then didn’t make me horny. She said she’ll help fix it, and leaned back on my sofa, her skirt rising, her long stockinged legs showing. Spreading her legs, showing her panties she asked ‘Does this make me horny?’ – and as I nodded she pulled up her top to show her some gorgeous beasts, ‘And this?’, as I nodded she pulled a hard cock, and a glass dildo. ‘Then watch this and see if you can get off!’ she said, as she started dildo’ing her asshole and jerking her big cock. I shot my load in about 2 mins, as she smiled over and give a little clap of her hands. As she was leaving, I asked her is this what the Better Business Bureau usually does? She looked confused. You called the Bailey Brentwood Brigade!!!