"Grace groaned. She knew what he wanted and she knew she wouldn't be getting paid for it. "Or I let you fuck me," Grace finished for him, and the offi...er smiled. He started getting undressed.Grace watched him, his hairy big belly and stained briefs. "Hey love, you need to get those off," he taunted her and she sighed, kicking off her shorts and top with ease. "Shaved cunt. You fucking slut," he told her and Grace ignored him. She was used to comments like that from punters, it made them feel. The taste was unimaginable. The adrenaline running through my body blocked out the sound of Andy's moans. I noticed his body tense up. His cock twitched in my mouth then his cum shot into the back of my throat. His cum tasted like heaven. I kissed him passionately on the lips. Our dicks rubbed together as I made out with him. I knew what to do next. "Andy I need you to get on all fours, like a dog." Andy complied. I took a position behind him. I rubbed my cock against his pink, puckered. .. not me!”She racked her brain but could come up with nothing.“If only we had something to sell.”The look he gave her was odd. She had not seen that look before, but he was immediately on his feet and headed for the door.“Have an idea?” she asked.“Yes ... as a matter of fact I do,” he replied, walking out.Maria slept fitfully and noticed the next morning that Kyle had not returned. She wondered what his idea could be, but reality came knocking and so she showered and dressed for work.The house. Is the cure sometimes worse than the disease? I’m not wishing I had gone fishing instead, if that’s your real question. Except for missing Sally, life is pretty good.There is much to relate.First, before you ask, Sally still exists, just simpler, not in her original form. Feeling relieved? Before I explain what has happened to Sally, I want to explain what has happened to me. Unconscious Sally won’t mind my usurping center stage, taking precedence.Second, I’m much cleverer now. My long.