Smiling back at me was the dark haired girl. I froze and just stared blankly as her friend continued to lead her through the crowd by the hand. She st...red at me with sexy, almond shaped eyes as she soon disappeared from view. I swallowed hard. That definitely was not teasing. "Damon!" Scott said excitedly, rushing towards me and splashing rum andCoke all over his arm in the process. "They're over there. At the bar! Fuck they're hot! They look like porn stars or something." I accepted the drink. Meanwhile, Uncle Bob nursed at my breasts every three hours, just like before. I know it sounds gross, but sometimes he'd suck and then kiss me and let my own milk dribble into my mouth while we kissed. It wasn't gross, though. It was delicious and I loved it as much as I loved sucking his prick and getting to drink his cum. I didn't do that all that often, though, because I knew I was going to have to go without his stiff dick in my pussy too, so I got it there as often as he could get it. My voice lowered conspiratorially. "Confidentially I think she has a drinking problem. A shame. Tsk tsk." Oh," she said. I was still at the door. Shirley contemplated the situation. "I thought your company only had female sales representatives." Oh that," I said. I knew this objection was coming. I had an answer ready. "Government stopped that a month ago. Discrimination, and all. Now we have both guys and gals. At first they thought women wouldn't react well to men selling lingerie. Tarun held out his open hands to me and I ran into his hands. Tarun was holding me tightly and it was a nice feeling of sharing of each other’s warmth. It was a pleasant and peculiar feeling of tingling still further down where his furious cock was touching the opening of my vagina. Tarun took me to the sofa and made me sit on the sofa with my legs down and bit parted. He got down to his knees and opened my sweet petals. He started playing with his long and fleshy tongue licking the inner walls.