I really mean it." She let her hands slide down around his erection. Then she resumed her sucking action on the head of his meat. "Mmmm," she hummed, ...nd she thought to herself: nothing quite so nice as getting Charley ready to fuck my bunghole. She continued to work out with her lips on the spongy head of his joint. She sucked especially hard because she wanted him especially hot. She licked the rim from time to time, but for the most part she just sucked like a vacuum. Then she sat up holding. Beads of sweat were forming on Megan’s forehead as she fruitlessly tried to struggle out of Leila’s strong grip. ‘Does he touch you here?’ Leila demanded as she put her fingers against Megan’s slit. ‘Yes,’ Megan whispered back, so ashamed she hoped she could just die. ‘Does he rub you like this?’ Leila asked, drawing her fingers up and down Megan’s labia. ‘Yes,’ Megan whispered, whimpering a little as Leila’s fingers began to arouse her. ‘Does he stick his finger’s up you like I’m doing now?’. We’ll pick you up and fly you to LA in Mr. Galliant’s private jet. You’ll have a suite at the Beverly Hilton where you’ll get a full spa treatment, complete with hair and makeup.’ ‘Let me get back with you,’ I told him then took down his phone number. I got the coffee going, kissed Jenifer goodbye and was just sitting down to breakfast when the phone rang again. ‘Sara McFarland? This is Cary Galliant, how ya doin’? About your shoot tomorrow. Did you know that the catalog you’re shooting for is. . I'll show you were to go. I'd been driving down the street after a late night at the office when I'd spotted her walking along the cracked side walk as I waited at a red light. There was no doubt that she was a hooker. She was a big girl with even bigger hips. Wide flaring hips that moved almost of their own accord. She was wearing a garish loudly colored dress that accentuated her "Coke Bottle" figure and her availability probaly on the cheap. There seemed to be no one else at the.