She made my old man better, and everybody knew it.The night of the awards dinner, we were sitting at a big round table with ten people. I didn't have ... date, but it didn't matter. Every seat was full. There was Pop and Marla, Frank and Sheena Wilcox from Wilcox Plumbing, Bert and Harriet Abbott from Centerville Construction, and Gerry and Paulette Jenkins and their daughter Merilee. Gerry was one of our best customers. He had two dealerships in town. Toyota and Mercedes. Go figure.I learned. Even some of them joked saying they will let me fuck their sister if I allow them to taste her for once. I knew, behind those jokes, there was a bit truth. Sruthi’s ass was such irresistible.After sometime, I called her into an empty classroom. I then pressed her against the wall and started kissing her. The kiss was so juicy and the sound between the kiss was so audible. I then lifted her with she still pressed against the wall. I then started licking her lips and neck. I carried her fully. I peeked into his coffee cup and praised him."Okay, time for a lab sample." I announced as I knelt at his feet and sat back on my ankles. I removed my blouse and bra. (Men are so visual.) I looked up at him and he hadn't moved. I opened my mouth wide and waited. After a moment, I closed my mouth and tilted my head to the side like a puppy. "Well, you gotta help. You don't expect me to touch that thing without rubber gloves, do you?" I teased. I opened my mouth wide once again and waited.He. For that reason Brad had $2,200 in cash with him, far more than he ever carried. Dream on, Si, he thought.Brad’s most recent bid was the one for $250. There was silence, and then the auctioneer declared, “The bid is $250. Do I hear more? Going once ... Going twice...”“Five-hundred dollars!” exclaimed Goodman.“Six hundred,” Brad immediately responded.“One-thousand dollars!” Goodman shouted, although he was only a few feet away from the auctioneer.“Eleven hundred,” responded Brad with a wave of.