He sat back down in the chair next to mine, still smiling vapidly, and said, “That was fucking amazing, Vanessa. You can tell your client I’ve agr...eed to vote against today’s legislation.”Then he reached over and toyed with my nipples….still stiff and poking out against the thin fabric of my silk blouse….adding, ”And they better be paying you a ton, because you’re definitely worth it.”He walked me to the door, grabbed a final handful of both boobs, then opened it and ushered me out of his. Not wanting to make it obvious, I pretended to reach for my little bag of peanuts and accidentally let them slip off the table into the aisle way. I reached across the two chairs to retrieve the bag and took a quick look at Andreas perfectly shaped ass as she was serving customers behind me. Perfect curves and her uniform accentuated her ass very nicely. My mind flooded with images of Andrea naked on a bed made of purple satin sheets, ass in the air, hands tied behind her back, and my tongue. Ooo! Oh, oh, my pussy’s getting fingered hard! Nnn! That’s three fingers. Ouch, he needs a manicure. So rough! Uhh-huh! Mmm, now he’s blowing on my pussy, is that the same guy? Oh, the hands, the hands! They’re everywhere! I fucking love this!” But all the men heard were moans and “ooos” and “ahs” from a curvy MILF that clearly enjoyed what was going down. Suddenly, the throng of male bodies parted and Leila was faced with a coke line on a glass table. For a moment she shook her head no and. With her brush in her mouth, she cocked her head and looked at her almost-finished acrylic painting of the campus from her window with the bare trees and dappled walkways. She added some streaks of red to the tree trunks and put a red baseball hat on one of her tiny students seen from above. Astrid washed out her brushes, got into her clothes, slipped her stainless steel, two-headed dildo into her vagina, pulled up her thong, looked at her schedule and went off to take her Spanish final, not at.