I mailed my first application to a local advertising agency and after a phone call the interview was set. Just a little personal info, I'm a well tone..., well tanned, well proportioned female, mid thirties, but look much younger. I absolutely love wearing short, tight skirts and thigh highs, matched with strappy heels and a silky blouse, unbuttoned as much as possible to capture the attention of every man possible. Now, any questions about why my interview went so well? The first time I crossed. "I held his cheeks with my hands as I began kissing and licking his ass. Parting his cheeks I took a deep whiff of the earthy scents of his nether region. Pressing my lips to his puckered hole I began rimming Mastrer's ass while Beth continued his blow-job. Soon I felt his ass clenching at my face as he began to hump into Beth’s face. Then Master pulled me from his ass and stepped back so Beth and I faced each other She had his cum splattered on her face, and dripping to her tits."Lick her. Should we talk about wedding? Am I ready for this step? Can I bear the prejudices against lesbian pairs? These questions torture me the all-night long. Before sunrise I come to a decision.Masha must go to university today. I take the bus to Cambridge City Centre and enter a jeweller’s shop. After a long sales talk I find two golden rings with the right size for Masha’s and my fourth fingers. The Jeweller lays them into a little casket and I leave the shop. I think: “I can’t return home. Masha. Looking at our watches, we agreed that we needed to get home. I paid the tab and we walked out to our Ubers. She went to hug me, but I placed my hands on her face and kissed her on her lips. She was surprised but did not pull back. Our tongues touched lightly and playfully. “Yes, my darling Jackie. Your Steve does have a big cock,” I whispered in her ear. She pulled back and playfully punched my arm.“And he’s all mine!” she smiled.Right, I thought, but smiled back.When I got home, Liam was.