All Jennie could do was just lay there and let it happen and hope she covered it up enough so he did not see. Jennie felt her labia fill with blood an... engorge. She felt her clit pulsing vigorously against the lining of her bikini bottoms. Then the moment happened she could not hold off any longer. She took a deep breath and as she exhaled, her orgasm sprung forth. Jennie bit her bottom lip so she would not yell out her climax. But that did not matter. She could not hide the flood bursting. ”She ordered her fourth drink I got my third, “After that night Crissy and I compared notes and decided what we did was kind of fun and the money was definitely a plus. We talked about that night for couple of weeks and the longer we talked the more we began to think that selling our bodies might not be such a bad way to earn money. I mean going to college and working part time is hard. I got more un-taxed cash in two hours than I earn at my job in a week. We decided we could do it again but. So I have no intention of lying, I merely ask that you do not interrupt me.’ I spoke this to her quickly with a small dryness in my tone. She seemed to understand that this was no foolish matter in my eyes and simply nodded her resignation. She sat across from me on another chair. She seemed very in tune, simply because of her ridiculous try at seeming composed. ‘I came here to die Tara. I don’t have anything else to live for. I tried to continue my life but I’ve found that I just can’t. Unable to help herself, she squeezed her right breast through her sports bra, her hand’s movements obvious under her tight tank top. Her legs opened and closed slightly as she used them to put pressure on her clit. Once again her imaginary partner’s strong hands were in her hair, his thrusting hips using her mouth to pleasure his thick pole as he neared his delicious release. Once again, her thoughts were interrupted by Robert. His footsteps on the hardwood floor breaking the spell of her.