He lifts his face smiling at me as I watch him, my fingers still in his hair. I can see his mouth is glazed with my juices. Which only makes my body a...he harder for him as I let out a low deep moan? He speaks softly, just above a whisper, but with a command I mustn’t ignore.“I want you to orgasm for me, baby.”He nearly growls with lustful desire for me as he shoves his face back in-between the folds of my pussy. He is lapping quickly at my clit, sucking on it hard as he slides another finger. I'm giving 2-1 odds on at least one bloody nose in the next two minutes or less. Place your bets."The four male players all gathered about the same time in the hallway. JJ went straight for George."As soon as I win the goddamned money, I'm going to kill you, mother-fucker!" JJ jabbed his beefy finger into George's chest."Didn't you say something about sweet pussy earlier, sir?" George retorted. "Well right now I have this sweet Nordic pussy juice all over my face. I hope it hasn't been. All of them didn't amount to a hill of beans; if he put his mind to it he could wrap them up this afternoon, but maybe tomorrow would be better for Jason. It wasn't much to keep him busy until Ralph Gerjevic called, hopefully Friday, and then at least they could be headed back south to where things were remotely warm.About all he managed to get done that afternoon was stopping by the city hall to pay the tax bill. It really wasn't all that bad but seemed unreasonable when he considered how much. A couple of days went by. I texted Jim and asked him if he wanted to fool around.“What do you have in mind?” he asked.“Do you want to watch me?” I asked.“Doing what?” he replied.“Having fun,” I replied.“Sure,” Jim responded. “When and where?”“There are some guys at the skate park,” I replied. “I am thinking to go by and do a show for them.”“Can I come watch?” Jim texted back.“Yes,” I replied. I couldn’t believe I had suggested what I had suggested. I had never done anything like this before,.