I needed this job.I was the only one in the waiting room. Was that good? Did it mean I was the only candidate to have made it through all the rounds o... phone screening? Was it a bad sign that I’d been waiting for so long? It was pretty late in the day. Maybe she was in there right now offering the job to someone else.My eyes landed on the photo again. Cheryl Sandstrom was legendary. She’d made millions in Silicon Valley and then when her husband died she left it all behind. A few years later,. The photos match their frames. The one in the blue frame is slightly out of focus, underexposed, and poorly composed. The photo in the silver frame is beautiful and perfect, painstakingly retouched and enhanced to draw out whatever the photographer’s eye saw in it. It doesn’t matter. The couple in the photos look exactly the same to Tomasz. He sees through both the roughness and the gloss. The pictures complement each other like the sea and the sky. As he looks through frozen memories, another. He could hardly wait to get his first taste of your thick, Iraqi semen and sperm. And get ready, because he’ll probably clean your cock for you too.”Brad lifted my legs over his shoulders, so he could press his mouth and face fully against my soaking wet and oozing vulva, and I actually felt the thick, Arab cum draining from my vagina as he sucked me. I’ve never seen him so hungry for my pussy. When Brad was finished cleaning me I stayed on my back but the men all sat up on the bed and talked.. With in a few minutes he was rock hard again he pulled my head up told my to lay down on the bed, as I was moving around he reach into my shelf and grabbed my lube. He got on the bed lifted my legs and got real close to me he looked down at me and said this is how I take care of little sissy cum slut like you. Please go slow at first it's been awhile for me he put some lube on his fingers and started to rub my ass, then I felt one of his fingers starting to ease in my ass. That felt wonderful.