Monica and Kate rushed out of the door shouting there goodbyes, relieved to be finished for the night. I walk over to my last customer, steeling mysel.... Again he looks me up and down, his eyes lingering on my breasts. It was like he wanted to take them in his hands and nuzzle them. I blush slightly at the thought and feel my groin warm slightly. He was very good looking and the sheer force of his arrogance was a bit overwhelming. Was everything to your liking, sir? He nods, puts down his coffee. Your greedy mouth loves to feel my nipples in it. i moan out yessssssssss and you slide your hands down to my ass and pull me closer to you, you reach around and pull down my shorts, and you slide them down my legs, i step out of them, and i lay on the bed, you slide between my legs and you gently kiss my thighs.... running your hands up and down my legs, teasing me, i beg you for more... and you run your fingers gently over my clit, i moan out softly. and you know i want more, you open my. Those were moans of pleasure.Zoë's head was between Jeannie's legs... Linda could only see Zoë's blond head bobbing up and down, and Jeannie's hands were guiding Zoë's mouth. Then Jeannie pushed her sister's head down and further down and against her sex, while Zoë's hands kneaded Jeannie's breasts, tweaking her nipples, making Jeannie lift her body and gasp with pleasure."Oh, Zoë..." Jeannie whimpered. "Zoë, baby... That... feeeels... sooo... fucking.... ’ After that, I decided to go out and get some fresh air. It felt good, as if I had been cooped up for a really long time. By the end of the week, before I had been able to talk to Zoë even once, I wasn’t feeling so good. In fact, it was becoming obvious that something was horribly terribly wrong. At first, I thought I had the flew. I was tired all day long, and overtaken by nausea whenever I caught whiff of anything but the most bland food. My head felt like it was full of a buzzing hornet’s.