"Filled out the form with Shirley?" Yes, sir," repeat Paloma, nervously bowing her head. The man put his feat down and leaned closer to her."You're a ...legal immigrant, right?" Yes, sir," stammered Paloma, "my Green Card number is on the form." Well, that's good. You speak English fine, too, I see. So, are you ready for your job?"Yes, sir. I am very eager to work, sir." That's good. You'll be cleaning this hotel, including the rooms, doing some gardening, plumbing, maybe even some waiting on. She fixed her hair and makeup and pushed her feet into apair of cherry-red Christian Louboutin heels. She wanted to stand out,when she flashed her undies her shoes would match, she smiled to herself.Brent Peters came to her door in a black dinner suit which impressedCassie."You're the best dressed biker I've ever seen. Well let's qualify thatstatement; best dressed male biker I've ever seen." She hooked her armthrough his and they walked to the elevator."My dad rode with the Hells Angels. She pulled the throng aside and slowly began to lick his ass. She was licking slow gentle strokes as she reached around and played with his cock thru the thin silk material. His cock was very hard as she played with it and licked his puckered asshole. He moaned and groaned as his breathing became heavier. She knew that before long he would be coming before she was ready for him too. So she let go of his cock and stopped licking his asshole.“So, do you like getting your ass licked? Do you want. He brought me hard down on himself, smashing me down on his whole length, pressing himself deeper and deeper inside of him. My body pulsed and I lost myself in the orgasm, feeling my entire body lock up, the deep pressure rising and pulsing through me, trying to hold him in place as he kept his impossible strokes. Deeper, quicker, caressing my clit and lips at each stroke. My orgasm spread and was suddenly all that I felt, and I screamed for all that I was worth. So lost was I in my scream that.