The next day i was feeling really nervous and could barely concentrate during my morning meeting.to be honest i nearly cancelled a few times but didnt...knowing that id regret it later on if i did.so it was with a knot in my stomoch that i knocked on their door and stood their shaking a little with anticipation.a tall slim guy in his late fifties opened the door and introduced himself he said come in and led me to the sitting room.waiting there was a heavy set guy again in his id to late. How could such an old person ask her for sexual favors? Richa thought about this."Bitch. I have seen you sneak into his car in the parking lot. Seen how you sucked his cock and how you rode him on the backseat of his car. Remember. I have recorded this on my phone. You fucked that Muslim prick. How is he better than me? I have jacked off many times to that video. I want that in real," asked angry Thangappa.Thangappa slowly opened his lungi. He was not wearing any underwear. That bastard had. Jenny went to the bar and ordered a long island iced tea. After a couple of drinks, Jenny was already tipsy. "Maybe I'll just tease them," she thought to herself. She didn't feel like flashing her tits. So she got up on the pool table and let the camera crew get a peek at her g-string. The guys loved it, and they asked her to show more."I'm not that kind of girl," Jenny said with a smirk. The guys gave Jenny a little sticker, which she put on the dress right above her left boob. Taking another. Well after awhile we were both drunk and horny, so we made our way to a private spot. I pressed her up against a car in the back of the lot, I ran my fingers through her long soft hair, teasing and pulling. Her hands wandered up my legs to my belt. She unclipped me and ran her hands over my cock and balls, she knew what she was doing, taking her time, but soon enough she pulled down my underwear and squatted down kissing my thigh and above the base of my cock and then BAM she starts slobbing on.