Dikshita Mam- How come a nice guy like you doesn’t have a GF? stop kidding and start answering.Me- Nothing like that madam, I just keep watching the... movies and that’s it.Dikshita Mam- What kind of movies do you watch?I was like what? Does she really mean what she is asking or is she just casually asking? I decided to play along.Me- Good movies mam, mainly English thriller movies.Dikshita Mam- Since you mentioned that good movie, will there be bad movies too? Have you watched any? I think that’s. I feel my skin instantly break out in goose bumps as I walk over to my purse to retrieve my cell phone from the side pocket. I frown as I see my phone screen light up with bold words as Unknown Number flashes across my screen. My thumb hesitantly hovers over the green phone icon on the bottom left-hand corner, debating if I should accept the call or not. My hand shakes with anticipation as I hold my phone to my ear before whispering a soft, “Hello?” “Hi, Gracie.” His cold voice greets me as a. Bzzz. A mobile vibrated on the table. Ms Goldman picked up the phone and looked at the screen. "Shit. Shit." "Trouble in paradise. Michelle" Allison asked. "No. The male you were supposed to work with is sick. What the fuck do I do now." "What about Dave. $1000 for getting your pubes shaved, a blow job, and anal." Allison laughed jokingly I thought. Her hand moving faster on my throbbing cock. I breathed heavily as her hand moved inside my shorts down the waist band. "Well Dave!" She turned. Digging his tongue into me.He lavishly licked and tongued my tight little hole until it was slippery wet with slobber and then he sucked on my hole as if he was trying to draw out my fucking guts.His tongue dipped in and out of me and I found myself clutching his head and holding him to me.The rimming was out of this world. One moment I was holding his head and the next I was clutching the bed sheets in fucking ecstasy as his tongue plagued my arsehole.Moving around into a sixty-nine I found.