She did not say a word as we stood like that nisha came out of the bathroom. As she introduced me to her mother I was afraid to look at Rosychechi. By...afternoon I left her home. On the next day Rosychechi called me and asked to come home. As reached her home. She came and opened the room she was in the bating dress. She asked me to come to her room. I was shivering like anything and said no. But she told me if I did not obey her she will cry loud. As I reached the room she made me to sit near. She reached forward with one hand and began to finger my balls. My nerve endings felt as if they were about to explode and with another, “Oh fuck,” I yelled out at the top of my voice as I could not withstand the sensation that she was creating, she was a master in this art. She kept licking the end of my dick as though she couldn’t get enough of it. She stopped took it out in her hands and asked me “how was that,” she asked, peeling the tender skin up and down, I replied “fucking marvelous,”. " One big smile came over Ms.DeSalvo as she rang up a bill of over $1,200.00 for the blouse andlingerie. Angela had said to take a commission for selling it and maybean ongoing relationship if I could sell like that in the future.As Ms. Scandia exited and new customers were to be serviced, Ms.DeSalvo put her arm around me and said " you are a natural...this willwork out VERY nice".At the end of the week I had learned a lot about women's retailclothing. Becky was jealous (in a fun way) when I. Faster and faster and more pressure, her hips writhing next to me she started to chant as she rubbed her clit, “uh, uh, uhh, aie, aie, aieeee!” she screamed as she came again, gushing clear liquid out of her wet, swollen pussy. As she calmed down again, a series of rippling spasms raced up her abdomen. Finally calmed down, she asked, “Does it feel that good when you orgasm?”“I don’t know how good you felt, but yes, it feels really good.”“How do I orgasm you?” she asked.“It’s GIVE you an.