Oh God!..Don’t stop! Make me cum, Rick! Make me cum!….Pleeeease!” Rasping my tongue against the underside of her clit sent her over the edge.She...clamped her thighs around my head, a fistful of my hair in her hand, bathing my face in her warm juices. She let go of everything and rolled off me onto the center of the bed, both hands clutching her pussy, her legs curled into the fetal position, rocking back and forth as her orgasm swept through her. Slowly, she uncurled, her breath still in ragged. I'll sit over here and wait." Christina was embarrassed at being introduced that way, but Maddie just smiled. "Let me lock up so we won't be interrupted while we're shopping," she said. Then she took her hand and led to some racks and shelves where there picked out some dresses, tops, skirts, and underthings. They took them back to a dressing room to try them on. The room had a hanging rack, a table, a mirror which allowed a person to see multiple angles at once, and a day bed. It also had. She licks her lips and slowly takes my cock into her hot wet mouth.inch by inch.it seems to stretch her mouth wider.she works it well(only part way in)but i can feel it slowley stiffening.harder now and harder but still not fully erect.her hand massaging my balls and the other supporting my cock as she feeds it in and out.as she moves she alternates her eyes from me to my cock and back again.i squeeze her tits and her by now very promounced hard nipples.her saliva is dripping from my shaft.i. A few days later she received a phone call telling her to be at a house in Westmere for a interview with Rhianna for a job as Personal Assistant. The interview was in the formal living area, large picture windows framing the Waitemata harbour and bridge that spanned it. The interview was like any other to start with then the question she dreaded came. Why were you fired? Being photographed by a private investigator in various sexual positions with her bosses husband at the work Christmas party..