If they’ve come into the meeting with a preexisting idea of their agency of choice, the pitch doesn’t even really matter. And that can be really f...ucking maddening.This is one of those cases where it’s obvious how it’s going. The moment we walked into the lobby of the building, a young, 20-something woman came hurrying over to us and immediately went to shake Lauren’s hand. She acted almost as if Lauren was the client and this place was the agency.I guess I’m not that surprised. She’s well known. I was absolutely sure now , that Shukla was also interested in me and will not need too much of seduction.Even I was interested in a discreet sexual fling, even if it be from a worker class man. I could care nothing so long as my sexual needs were satisfied. I have heard that the worker class of people indulge in rough sex. I had made up my mind to indulge in rough and raw sex and I was determined to contribute to raw sex. However, I tried to test him out in the evening.So I boldly pulled the. “Girls, I’m going to cum!”, Ethan shouted. Kellie stopped rubbing Kristin’s pussy, eliciting a disappointed whine from Kristin’s mouth filled cock. She grabbed the pitcher while Kristin pulled off of Ethan’s cock, unsure of what to do. Kellie put her face next to Kristin’s and held the pitcher just under them. Ethan groaned in frustrating at their inaction, taking over stroking his cock himself, pointing it down towards the girls faces while sitting up.“Fuuuuuuck!!!” He yelled as he unleashed a. "Look's like a middle class working neighborhood," I said into the cell phone. "Not the kind of place a gang would use to hold a hostage." Why would his phone be there," Jeremy asked."I'm going to find out after the ransom is paid. If nothing moves here, I'll just knock on the door," I said."What will you say?" Jeremy asked."I'll think of something," I replied. I watched the house from a block away until Jeremy called."The pick up just happened. Do you want me to follow him?" Jeremy asked."Not.