I know Giselle can play poker. Get her to play.’ ‘Ty, Giselle is my, uh, girlfriend not my card playing buddy. She’s here for looks. We need you... Stakes are high tonight . . . Carter brought some Tequila.’ ‘Naw, get Giselle to play. Holly and I are having a business discussion. Besides, I hate Tequila.’ ‘What business could you have with Holly, unless it has to do with uses for her body?’ ‘Thanks, Mark.’ ‘You’re more than welcome.’ ‘We’re going to open a restaurant together, man. In the. She felt little hot drips splash against her tits, almost like as if she was being sprayed in the hot fat of frying bacon.She opened her eyes to look, and saw droplets of semi-transparent white cum painting her tits and nipples.She was breathing so heavy as he was groaning with orgasmic pleasure.One final pump of cum had landed on her cheek."Oh fuck! ...Oh my king...!"She sighed in orgasmic pleasure at the overwhelming delight.She laid there, wallowing in the tastes/smells as she swallowed what. "But I know I can do it, sir!" she said with an exasperated tone."Maybe you just don't know the proper steps," I told her. "Why don't you see if anyone you know can help you out? Or you can look on the Internet. Either way, right now I want a good old-fashioned Becky blowjob. You know the ones. The kind of blowjob that makes it feel like the top of my head has blown off!" Yes, sir!" she said with a smile, and proceeded to do just that."I'll get it, you'll see!" she said before she went off to. My cock is pulsing in anticipation. This is shaping up to be one of the more memorable jobs."Love to."Just go with the flow, I remind myself. No more call-outs booked for today and plus she's a hottie. What's not to like? I'll stay as long as she wants me to. "You're the customer," I grin, and I give her a wink to reinforce the message."I am, aren't I?" Suggestive little smirk as she says this."Which means you call the shots." Is that how it works?"Being very sexy with me now. She's licking her.