Immediately, she regretted playing the game, opening the champagne or even having a single one of her dreams.Genevieve leaned closer and rested her ha...nd just above Diana’s knee.“I don’t get it,” she smiled, “pretend there’s a customer here?” Her little nose crinkled up, like she really wanted to figure this out. Diana could tell she was a bit tipsy. Maybe, this would work or at least be written off as a liquid bit of nonsense.“You said that if a customer came in today, you would… you know…”. I’m Emily.” The tinge of crazy had left her voice now.“Nice to meet you, too, Emily. Your Vince must be an idiot, to have dumped you!”Emily wiped the sperm off of her mouth with the sleeve of her blouse. She smiled up at Mike, as his cock gently throbbed, just inches from her adoring eyes. She kissed his cock, and then she stood up.“Yeah, he would be an idiot to dump me. If there really was a Vince.”Mike stared deep into Emily’s soft brown eyes, and he looked completely puzzled.Emily softly. ”I cocked my head to the side and looked at her coolly, inviting her to continue.She blushed and looked at the ground. “Paul,” she said, her voice barely a whisper. “Sometimes, it’s all I think about.”“What?”“You know ... doing it.”I was silent for a moment and she shifted her weight.“I think there must be something wrong with me,” she said.When I stepped close to her, she looked up at me tearfully. “There’s nothing wrong with you,” I said gently. “It’s normal.”“It can’t be normal to feel like. I decided it was time for her reward, so I stepped back and turned her around to lie on her back. Then I lay down between her legs and approached her musky pussy. I traced my tongue around her inner lips without touching her clit (to build up the tension), then I slid two fingers into her steaming twat at the same time as flicking with my tongue her clit which was by now engorged and quite prominent.A sharp intake of breath told me I'd hit the spot. I slid my tongue in as deep as I could, then.