And eating pussy was a great way to have fun.My fingers gripped her thighs as I licked and tongued her snatch, making her moan and gasp. She shuddered... grinding her fat pussy lips on my mouth. My nose brushed her clit, making her tremble and gasp, her moans echoing through the room.“Ms. Kim, yes, eat my pussy!”“Go, boss, go,” purred Miley, one of my sales representatives.I could feel all the eyes watching us as I tongued Florina’s pussy, all eager to see the reward getting handed out. It. That contestseems so long ago I can hardly believe that it has been little more thana year. It's also hard to believe that I came second in the countryclub's contest. And the opportunity that opened up for me after thecontest came as a surprise.I've been steadily working as a model over the past year. And of course Iinsisted that my mother be my agent. Well why not? She has been there forme since this all started. And besides I know that she won't have medoing any work that is in anyway sketchy. I waited in the hall for my buddy Jack and shortly after he arrived Mark led us to a big room in the back of the building. There were two large sleeper couches that were pulled out into a bed and covered by white knit bedspreads. On the one on the left was Gina, clad in the sheer red negligee and sheer black thigh-high stockings with lacy bands on top. She had on the red heels she was wearing when she died. Gina was posed sitting back against a couple of pillows with her luscious long legs. Good night Emmy,call me tomorrow.Onthe way home Clay said, I can't wait till after school tomorrow. Oh Clay we can't do that again and if you tell your dad He'll kill both of us. Oh it's our secret and I'm going to fuck you every day he replied.The following day Judy talked on the phone with Emily. Emily told her, god girl that boy has a whopper! I would love to be in your shoes and have him fuck me every time Mr. was out of sight. I don't know Emily, John has to catch on sooner or later. She.