She stopped kissing to look down at it. She looked up at me one more time. Then she started squatting down. Eric scrambled to get his pants open.She d...d it so hesitantly, I thought maybe she didn’t want to do it. She dipped just some of it into her mouth as if to taste it first. She smacked her lips a little. She seemed to think it was okay. She put the whole thing in her mouth. I started taking my shirt off. I lowered my pants while she was sucking and managed to kick them off. Her head. He is a giant standing at 6'6'' tall thin lean muscle, long wavy black hair down past his shoulders, like a young 80's rocker...Finally catching her bearings she smiles "Sorry, Hi my name is Monica!" she say reaching out her hand to shake his. They both laugh as his hands are holding the frozen cakes from the stockroom. they smile and make small chat as Monica can't help but blush as is drawn to the indie rocker type guys.They two continue to make small chat, light flirting as Monica gets small. Sonam started squeezing my cock. Her nipples were becoming hard and I could now feel them over the blouse. I squeezed and pinched her nipples. She asked me to stop and gave me a big grin and said that I was really good and this was the best experience and she wanted me to fuck her . I told her whats the rush , there is more to come…Sonam gave me a confused look , what more do you plan to here ? I smiled and slowly pushed my hand under the saree. I felt her milky soft thighs and my hands reached. "No," Lynette said loudly. "Kristen is tied up and gagged right now. Can I take a message?" Are you playing right now?" Yes." I take it that Kristen is listening." Jim isn't here. He gave Kristen to me to bring her in line."I giggled, wondering what was going through Kristen's mind right now.Lynette paused a bit before continuing her charade. "The services for Pussy Slave for the entire football team?"My eyes widened as I laughed.Another pause, and then, "I've retired from the Pussy Slave.