“Good. While you are doing that I’ll step outside to my limo and call my client and bring him up to date on how well things are going, so far,”...Perez told him.TALKING THE HUSBAND INTO PIMPING HIS HOMoments after Perez left the room the unscrupulous, dollar driven little agent, with visions of the huge commission dancing around in his head, was on the phone, in total pimp sales mode, saying, “X baby, I’ve got some fantastic news for you, news that is going to knock your socks off and completely. ” He said as she opened his office door. “It's nice to see you. Oh, by the way, I've noticed the changes in the cheerleaders' uniform and how excited you get the growing crowds.” Dean Malcomb's eyes seemed to be locked on the bumps Susan's nipples were creating in her top. “I see you're still without a bra. I certainly like the view.” The Dean forced himself to look up from her chest and into Susan's eyes. “What can I do for you today?” His eyes were immediately drawn back to Susan's. ..And she did. She laid her back on the table, her delicate body stirred and almost convulsing but no more thrashing. Her heavy breath and her incoming convulsions making her clamped breasts bounce, her little hands closed tightly, her toes curling in tension.I held her nape and kissed her forehead, "Come sweetheart, come for your master" I said holding her head on my shoulder and rubbing the Hitachi wand up and down, up and down over her little clit, until her fast and forced first orgasm. Sarah had to see more of her little plaything pleasuring herself, and maneuvered so she was on her side lying next to Jasmine. Sarah moaned in pleasure, her own toy filling her pussy and stimulating her clit as one. Both women watched each other, aroused by watching each other fuck themselves. Sarah felt like such a slut… and she loved it. Sarah whispered in Jasmine’s ear, “Cum for me, my naughty girl”. Jasmine moaned and nodded. “Yes ma’am,” she uttered moments before the orgasm ripped through.