Nan kept sucking my cock through all this and drained me completely. God she looked sexy! The man under her was holding her by her tits and squeezing ...them hard as he finished cumming."This is some slut, man! I have never seen a whore like this," he declared. "I'm tempted to take her home and fuck her all night, but the wife would bitch," he laughed. "She has no sense of humor. I should get the wife to come here some night and suck some cock. It might loosen her up."I just nodded to him and. She looked at me and swallowed hard. She was thinking hard and her face went red. She was blushing and I could have cum right there.“I want…OK,” she muttered. She looked nervous and she fluffed her hair and looked at the end of her hair as if she was looking for split ends.“Ok What?” I teased. My heart was pounding because I knew she was in but I wanted to play with her a little. “I want to play,” she whispered softly. She smiled slyly and her eyes sparkled.“Want to play what?” I asked.“I want. I kissed her shoulder lightly. “Tiffy” I whispered softly, using the pet name I always teased her with. She did not stir. I kissed where her neck and shoulder meet. “Tiffy,” I said a little louder this time. Still nothing. I nibbled and kissed her neck and her ears and ran my hands under the sheets to her breasts. I began to caress her wonderful, perky tits. I squeezed her left nipple. She moaned and squirmed. “Tiffy,” I said in full volume. She turned her head to say something but I planted a. "The interview was fairly standard. I asked him the usual questions; whathe had done previously, why he wanted to work here. He seemed verypromising even though he was the first candidate and I still had 3 moreto go. We seemed to hit off very well and talked about different thingsthroughout the interview. After about an hour I had reached the end ofmy questions, I stood up. "Well Mr Gibson that's it for today." I shookhis hand again as he stood up "I must say, you are very promising and Iwill.