I've never felt anything so amazing, or intense. I can't even explain what's making me cry. It was all so wonderful, and now I'm crying like a baby......Tammy, like every good mother, knew her daughter well enough to ask the tough questions. "Amy? Are you afraid Brian is going to leave us, someday? Is that why you're weepy?" Don't say that," she wailed! "Don't even think about it. Brian can't leave us. What will we do without him?" Her tears came faster, and she was nearly hysterical when Tammy. "Oh...well, you sure you wanna know?" Sherry asked, belittlingly and condescending."Ya, cuz that sounds like great pay", I said."Well, there is this guy named paul who will set you up with a guy, he pays per task per minute, but the real money is in tips", sherry said."What tasks?", I asked unknowingly."Well, here is the price list...give it back to me tomorrow, k shug?", she said, then walked off, still naked, stopping at the door before realizing her state and dressing. Task Per. When he was seated and I was still standing and thinking what I shall do next (because I was really so hot and horny and I need to finish playing with my pussy and I need to jerk off my juices), he told me that he has only 3 questions. I commented it’s a short interview, let’s start now. I went back on my table and sit on my chair so that while he is interviewing me, I can still touch my pussy under the table.Shall we start? He asked. I replied, go on and I slowly insert again my right hand. Physical law protects us from the direct strike from the envious storm. The k**’s metal swing set attracts the bolt. It charges the ground around us and creates a sensation on our skin that, incredulously, heightens our passion. She-For-Whom-I-Live erupts in a fury of climax that makes the storm seem impotent. Her juices flow over my face and I drink the nectar in, savoring her warm smokiness. Almost completely spent, my love motions me up. As she cleans her juices from my face with her.