Ivy moaned involuntarily. ‘See. I thought you would like it.’ Robin said. Her hands were now wandering down, feeling up her skirt, her fingertip... grazing the shiny pantyhose. She fondled her in between her legs. Ivy was getting horny. A tingling feeling slowly intensified. She yawned. She really couldn’t grasp what was going on anymore. She was vaguely aware that she was a model in a photo shoot, that she needed to be professional. She couldn’t feel aroused and drowsy and still act all. As soon as flight arrived I got call from Swathi that she reached. Before she recognizes me I found her out and walked to her. I saw happiness in her eyes; she just stood in front of me. I asked for the hug which she promised earlier. She hugged me and I tightly hugged her in the airport. We both went to my room in bus; while we are in bus she held my hand resting her head on my shoulder. Though I did not have any intentions for her earlier, I felt like kissing her by seeing her personally.. She obliged without any protest, taking his dick in her mouth. She sucked on it slowly at first, and made sure to use her tongue on the tip of his dick, flicking it like a snake along the tip. As she was doing this, her eyes were glued to his face, wanting to see the pleasure that he was feeling. “Mmmm yes, you lovely bitch,” he growled as Rosaline was working on his dick. He let out his own moan. He could not help but thrust forward, wanting to stick his dick deeper into her mouth. She choked. "She shrugged. "I know, what can I say? I'm nervous about my personal information getting out. I'm also a bit worried about trusting a new ther****t with all of my secrets."My mother said it casually, but the words "secrets" caught my attention. A part of me was curious about what 'secrets' she had."What's so important about seeing a ther****t anyway?" I asked. "I've always been a talkative person. I love expressing myself. It makes me feel better. That's why I need a ther****t, someone who's.