She was sure she could cum just listening to the voice. If she'd been allowed. She had been told not to until after this interview. She walked into a ...imly lit room, three candles being the only source of light. It was hot too, far hotter than she would have thought, and she began to sweat in her jacket. The woman was sitting in a chair in front of a large window that looked out over the Bay.Contessa's eyes fixed on the young form entering her domain. She watched as the girl nervously looked. Her birthday cards had the biggest checks, her Christmasgifts came in the biggest boxes. And she had invited me to stay whenshe learned I'd be going to school a few towns away. I wouldn't saythat we were close, but it wasn't like she was a stranger -- so while Ifound the door curious, I did not find it odd.I flopped face-down into my bed, then propped myself up on my elbows. Icould handle it if this is what my life would be like for the next fewmonths. I showered and got ready for bed, my head. I glance to the clock and smile again before putting it on the side table face down. It's time.I plug the power cord into the outlet, carry the two candles to the table, let my eyes roam over the room in a last scrutinizing glance and nod. Climbing up to the table is a bit awkward, but you know just how hot feeling awkward can make me. I rub my thighs together. Then, kneeling down on the device's base plate, I spread my legs wide and put my knees on the padded rests. You're going to love that. So I could see that Anita was partly naked; she was wearing only a white shirt and high heels, no skirt and no panties at all. She was bent over her waist, with one black cock stuck in her sweet mouth and another one in her delicate hand.The third man was fondling her cunt with his giant black fingers, making Anita moaning in pleasure as he plowed two or three fingers inside her.Ana looked as if she loved it and I could hear her telling that third man to stop fingering her and just fuck her.