”Shabnam was becoming very turned on by this. Even though Shabnam that she was lowering herself for a job. she was starting to enjoy, very much, wha... she was doing. Shabnam rode his cock faster, bouncing harder up and down on his lap and she grabbed his head and held it between her big tits. "Yah Allah..... SIR. I want it. I want it so bad. Please give it to me. I will do anything for it. Give it to me SIR...give me this job." Shabnam looked over at Prem and Abdul; the two of them were smiling. She was crying as I continually slapped her ass. Both cheeks were getting very red and I am sure they were getting very sore. She cried out what do I have to do to get you to stop. I told her that she had to agree to a few rules first. "like what" she said. I stopped spanking and said. First, you must follow my lead in sex. If I want a BJ, you will give me a BJ, if in ant your ass, you will give me your ass. She did not say anything so I resumed spanking her butt. She tried to hold. "You are just filled with questions aren't you?" Now you are doing it, asking questions that is," Mike replied."Okay, I'll set up the appointment, but who does the interview?" Gwen asked."I don't know, is Jennifer the buddy type, or the flirtatious type?" Hell, how would I know?" Gwen asked."Okay, I'll run the camera and you talk to her," Mike proposed."Unless things change, I can go along with that."Two hours later their rental car pulled into my driveway. I met them at the door, "Hello you. The thought of making love to you during that time doesn't turn me off."Sarah slid closer to him and held his hand tighter."You have just made up for the thought of Jerry Goldsmith pulling his pud to my picture," she said.Jerry Goldsmith wasn't pulling his pud to Sahara's image. Instead he was sitting with his daughter in his office, forcing her to go through the pictures from a CD that Renaldo had given him."Find one that is not cover quality," he insisted. The anger in his voice was not.