I lean over the bed, placing one hand on it and pointing to the ‘O’ I have formed with my mouth so that fucker can see I want it filled.I look at ...the camera, lick my lips seductively and then over my shoulder at Kevin. He reaches round me and pulls his hard cock up to slide the length of my slit, covering it in the juices flowing from within me from the recent giant orgasm deposited there.Soon he is slick enough to slowly press up into me, flicking my clit consistently as he goes, my hips. ”“You will.” I pulled the tee shirt over my head and he whistled. I unsnapped my shorts and let them drop. He whistled again. I stepped out of them. Turning away from him, I bent at the waist and picked them up. I heard a whispered, “Wow,” behind me.I straightened, tossed the shorts in back, and faced Jack. “You like?”“Wow! There is one problem with that outfit. I have an erection that won’t quit.”“I’ll figure out a solution.” I moved to him and took his hands, placing them on my bottom cheeks. Besides, judging from the cum stain on his trousers, I suspect he was playing right along with me in the dark but, yeah, I get fired. Real fair, right?Who knew finding a job would be so tough? I’m young and healthy with a shapely body and a pretty face. My long, black hair is straight and clean. How come all these freaks and losers have jobs but nobody was hiring me? I was beginning to think there was some kind of black list against hiring pretty Chinese-American girls, I swear. At least that. However, I had called at the right time. She had just removed her sari and she was looking bright and beautiful and sexy with her naval exposed and the shape of her balls and tight nipple. She explained how to solve it and went back. Within again I got struck and called her. This time around she came carelessly with her attention towards removing her blouse buttons. I could not resist the temptation. My tool was already for firing.She came very near me and pulled the pencil out of my hands. I.