He walked to the bathroom and I shut the door. "How much do you want?" Conch asked."I only have enough for a gram right now, but I'll come back and bu... an eight later." Cool," Conch said as he pulled out a gram of blow from his pocket. "Eighty-five dollars." What?! For a gram? No way." I had been used to only paying seventy-five dollars and I didn't even have that much on me. "Fine," Conch said as he put the gram back in his pocket and turned to leave. I reached out and grabbed his arm. . All of a sudden she took my cock head into her mouth and swirled her tongue around it. She did her best to take in as much of the shaft in her mouth, but I was too big for her. She used her hands to stroke the exposed shaft and kept taking my cock in her mouth in a regular, sensual rhythm. She kept playing with my asshole knowing how sensitive that part of my body is.Casey was playing me like a musical instrument. She knew how to speed up and when to slow down. Finally, she let my cock. ” Office boy who is at the other end of my intercom brought us two cups of coffee. I took a drink with my left hand because my right was in my lap playing with my erection. I wondered if she knew what I was doing and thinking as I looked at her. Preetha had been a widow for three years, was well educated and was just now getting her life back on track. She wanted a job with a little challenge and some rewards. She openly told me she did not need the money but she did need to get on with her. S - I hope you enjoy your little surprise tonight!' Sealing the card with a kiss, Hope leaves it on the passenger seat, ready for when she makes it home. Half hour later, Hope pulls into the drive and exits the car with everything she needs. "Baby, I'm home!" Shouts Hope. Walking into the living room, she finds Meagan asleep on the sofa, with the TV on and a bag of doritos by her side. Guilt suddenly tangles Hope up inside. She knew the meeting could've waited at least another day, but she was.