Most of our clients are not good looking and some are outright ugly.??But they?re all rich they can afford call girls or Gigolos on the outside.??That...true but Call Girls, Gigolos and trophy wives get cash for their services while pretending to enjoy sexual intercourse and I?m sure God does not approves of that.??But?but our clients do pay for us.??And what do we get? Nothing and that?s why I think God created the syndicate. We are like saints giving pleasure and getting nothing material in. You became your idols.He glanced behind him. Luckily, Ruta did not seem to idolize his sister in the slightest. She waved to him from her seat next to Issa, cheerful and bubbly. They'd see how long that mood lasted, wagon springs being what they were.Anelie's voice brought his attention back to her."Has Ruta traveled before?"Felek shook his head."Not much. My sister stays around the Palace, so Ruta does the same. This may be her first time in a wagon since the Exodus." Great." She let out a. The rest of class droned on as Ms. Tails lectured about the metaphors or similes of whatever book they were reading. Despite the intensity with which Jenna hung on every word, she had no idea what was being said. But the way Ms. Tails mouth formed every word and the way her bangs shook with passion for the novel charged Jenna once again. It was good because Jenna needed courage for her plan, a week in the making.Class ended and all the other k**s filed out into the hall. When the class was. I moved to her breast and sucked on the nipple as hard as could. I lightly bit on her nipple to hear a deep moan. I slid my hand towards her groin only to find someone's head there. I could tell by the movements of her abdomen that they were having the desired effect.I was up on my knees to be able to move around more. Jenny had wiggled her arm under me and was now using her fingers at my kitty. She was doing that little circular motion that she knew that I likes so much. It was driving me.