She was early. She said that she would need to be naked for about a half-hour before I took pictures of her so that her bra and tight jean marks had t...me to disappear. Holy crap! She said that her husband insisted on that before every shoot. Who was I to argue with her?As I looked her nude body over she blushed. She was even more beautiful. Her hair and nails were perfect. She had her fingernails and toenails painted to match, bright red was a great attention getter. Her pussy had been freshly. Just as I was about to cum in her mouth the girl to the right of me took the joint from my fingers and leaned against my right shoulder. I locked eyes with my sister and came in Jennifer's mouth. My sister put her head back against the wall. I looked down and saw that some guy was under her grass skirt eating her pussy. Jennifer then pulled on my legs, I followed her lead and I was lying on my back as she sat on my face. With the drink and the pot and the fact it was Jennifer, I soon forgot. Pressed against the floor, he finally had her whining and moaning.But she didn't give up. Even after all the blows he dished out at her, her inner muscles gripped his cock, strangling him.Her pussy wanted to take even more.She stopped whining and grinned at him full of lust. She stopped trying to throw him off. Instead, she clawed into his back and used her legs to entangle him. She wanted to milk his b**st. But he wouldn't have that.This wasn't just about pounding away at her. He wanted to. Actually, she loved fucking; but lately however her crushing money problems had meant that she wasn’t feeling good enough to want to play the game. As she was driving to the interview she thought ruefully that she seemed to be able to attract all kinds of men except those that conducted job interviews.The receptionist, a pretty young brunette, looked at her with a slightly odd expression and then asked her to fill in a form giving her details, although she had already forwarded her resume. She.