Soon he is driving deep and hard into her—a game of cat and mouse between him and her cunt. Her pussy makes sloppy, wet sounds and she smiles, telli...g him that she is enjoying the feel of him.“Take me from behind, Justin,” she whispers. “We want Riley to see your big, fucking human cock driving into my wet Tasali cunt.”Whether it’s the words she uses or the way she says it, Justin can’t help but grin at her. Of all the years he has known her, he would never in a million more expect to hear her. I have double D’s. And when you’re my height, they stand out. Anyway, where am I going with this? I’m not your typical beauty, so it was beyond me why this happened to me of all people. About 6 months ago, I fractured my ankle at the salon I was working at, and because I wasn’t technically on the job at the time (I was on my lunch break. bullshit I know) I wasn’t covered by my worker’s compensation. So since I couldnt work, I lost my apartment and ended up having to move in with my mother.. ”“I have guests over today, this is a problem for me. Why didn’t you send someone else over immediately?”“Well, Mr. Carlo, I just got to it and all of our staff are busy...”“Well, you can remove my account.”“Now, Mr. Carlo...”“No. Your service is a matter of convenience and it’s no longer convenient. Don’t send anyone and don’t expect payment.” I hung up, pulled up my bank app, and canceled the recurring one to the cleaning service.I leaned my head back against the seat and Melissa was rubbing. During dinner, Marissa slid her sandals off and ran her toes up under my pant leg and up my shin. She smiled at me coyly. “I think that I’m going to get lucky tonight,” I said.“If you play your cards right you might,” she replied, licking her lips seductively. I could see her nipple bumps under the tank top and her toes slid up my shin. Her toes made my groin tingle.After dinner, we both cleaned up the dishes and then Marissa said, “Take me to bed sailor or lose me forever.” She took my hand.