Jamal waited until I was naked. He allowed a couple of minutes for Mr. Cord to enjoy the view of my naked body. Then he said, "You should get down on ...our knees, Alice. Get down there and get his cock ready so he can fuck you. That's a good girl."I dropped to my knees and struggled with Mr. Cord's clothing. It was difficult because of the way his big belly hung over his belt. I pulled his pants and his shorts down and took his already hard cock into my mouth. I sucked his nasty cock for less. I managed to convince the cabdriver to stop at a drive through burger joint on the way to the airport. I had checked on flights while I waited for the taxi, so I knew I had a long wait.I was hungry again when I stepped off the airplane at 9PM at Dulles International Airport in DC. Martin himself was there to meet me.“Do you have any luggage?” he asked.“Just this backpack, so let’s get the fuck out of here,” I said. “What have you heard?”“They reached out to me. I don’t have that kind of money.. “Sure baby, you can always talk to me, you know that”, answered Sheila putting her hand on her daughter’s shoulder.“I mean like now…in the living room”, said Linda, tears in her eyes.Sheila didn’t bother cleaning the plates. She put her arm around her daughter’s shoulders, and they walked to the living room. Sheila had a feeling she knew what Linda was going to talk about. She was right. She and Betty liked each other very much and they wanted to go to the same university. Sheila agreed and. ”“Damn, I figured you’d be a lawyer. All them times in government class… my God,” I joked. She smiled.“Still writing?” She asked.“Always,” I said, smiling. Every little thing she did was more attractive now than before. We spent an hour talking, laughing, and catching up. Before I knew it, it was time for my next class. I looked at her face. She licked her lips. I wanted her to do one last thing before I left…“Can you lick your lips for me?” I said, semi-embarrassed of my fetish. She knew of.