And tell Steph that I said the same to her too. I grab a pair of potholders and struggle a bit with the tray. Alright, I will. I finally get the tray ...nto the oven. As I close the door I hear her. Oh GOD its hot! One of the guys flips on the oven light and we watch her sweating in the ovens heat. Her tan lines begin to disappear as her flesh is evenly cooked. I dont even realize that I begin to rub my clit as I watch, trying to imagine what it must feel like for her. Soon, I realize that Im not. Dave said he'd send the proofs directly to the client and did I want to wait until he replied? I waited."He likes them. He'd like to see more though, double pay again, that's four times what you usually get. He'd like to see you with Pete and Jalen if that's ok with you. Don't look so shocked, he's a private client so the work won't be published."OMG. What was I supposed to do, the money would clear our debts and keep us going for a couple of weeks too. But black men, so close to black. As we entered his room, I jumped on his bed reaching for his nightstand and pulling out a condom and lube. I stood at the entrance of his room. Once again nervous as hell but excited as fuck.While laying on the bed, he pulled down his sweatpants and removed his shirt. There he was, lying nude on his bed with cock out on display. Motioning his finger as to 'come here,' I slowly removed my pants and shirt as I walked towards him. Before crawling on the bed, I dropped my boxers to the floor. This. I blushed as I realised it smelt like pussy.“Girls do it too,” I mumbled.“You just don’t expect your little sister to be doing it,” he snorted looking up.“Well I wasn’t doing it properly anyway,” I huffed.“What do you mean?” he cocked his head to the side.“I couldn’t...you know,” I muttered embarrassed.Drake studied my face for a moment then grinned.“Get yourself to an orgasm,” he laughed.I glared at him then stood up. Reaching across the table I snatched my thong out his hands. Drake seemed.