But then, that was the norm now. Men came to my house all the time and put their dicks in me without bothering to tell me their names. Not that I part...cularly cared what their names were. It's just that this is not the kind of person I am. Doing these things was difficult for me. It hurt, mentally and physically. The fact that I had no choice didn't help at all.When Mr. Jefferson came on the line I said, "Mr. Jefferson, this is Donna. I am not sure what time I will be in today. Ann made me take. She said I have to clean this. I told Arpita that we both will go to bathroom and I will clean her pussy and she will clean my Cock she agreed and kissed me saying love you. We both stood up and then looked at each other we were starked naked. We both went to bathroom it was a small bathroom where we could hardly enter.I asked Arpita to stand up and again I sat very close to her I asked her to opened her pussy she opened I poured Mug of water and cleaned it inside. She told me Samar I want to. I found Gina sleeping like a baby cuddled up next to me with her face gently pressing the side of my right boob and her arm across my body with her hand gently holding my left boob. I looked out at the magnificent view. I looked down at Gina's beauty and then to my own amazing figure.I smiled as I thought to myself, "Moving to the big city really was the smartest thing I ever did!"One month later: Eventually, all good things come to an ending. Fortunately for me, that never happened.My new job. ‘Yeah, where did you even find it?’ ‘At a thrift store,’ she closed her eyes at my scalp massaging. ‘It’s so cool and comfy.’ ‘Even the top?’ ‘Especially the top,’ she said with a small smile. ‘Here.’ She took my hands and slid them over her shoulders and down the front of the shirt to freely fondle those amazing mounds of flesh. ‘See? There’s plenty of room.’ Without further ado, I began to shamelessly feel her up. Her breasts were still warm and slightly damp from the shower. Each nipple.