Moving between her parted legs, Sondra spreads the ice cream all around her breasts as I lick my way up from the top of her thong to those perky breas...s.Sondra lays back on the countertop, I pull her thong to one side and dive in for my sweet treat. I slowly trace very light circles around her clitoris with my tongue in a slow, rhythmic movement."Oooooohhhh, Mr. Randall."Sondra moves her hips, rubbing her bare pussy against my mouth as I flick my tongue gently on the hood of her clitoris.. "I don't give a monkey's toss what the fucking hell you want, Carol. If I say you let him fuck you, you simply open your legs and ask what position. Got it?"I swallowed and nodded and the boss's mood improved immediately. "Good, good. You will of course, be compensated for these services, Carol."Remembering what had happened last time that I had protested that I wasn't a whore, I kept silent on the subject and just offered my thanks to Mr Foster for his consideration. "One last thing, Carol, Mr. Give me your cell number and I’ll call you,” she said.We traded cell numbers. I could do worse than Teresa as an alternative to nothing at all. But in my heart, I knew I really wanted Naomi. Perhaps it was a futile hope but it was still there and it wouldn’t go away any time soon.It was almost the end of May before I heard from Naomi. She called one evening from her cell and I picked up right away.“Hi, how are you?” I asked without checking to make sure it was her.“I’m good, Joel, but how are. Pulling her gently.tugging.. her slow. Kissing around her nipple.. kissing kissing...her nipple. Tugging. Biting down hard. As she pinched my breast hard.squeezing my breasts gently. She tasted like strawberries. Blowing her nipple with cool breaths. Her finger grasping my vagina twisting. .licking me between my legs.. pecking me with kisses hot as fire. Her toungue found my nipple pulled hard. Biting. Licking, kissing my nipple. Pulling..me hard. Twisting me...around and around..and squeezing.