So he gets to work on hitting the dildo against my g-spot making sure to pressure it just right where the men have to wait a while for me to squirt. ...The first bid is up. Whoever pays the most will get to have me squirt on them. As the money bid goes higher, I am tormented as I wait for them to finish so that I may cum. A big man wins and sits down in between my legs. Immediately the pace of the pressure is built up until I am about to cum. “Give it to me you slut,” the man says as he jerks. “Damn that was the best blow job anyone has ever given me... Are you sure you’ve never done this before?” He asked, between breaths. “Yes, I’m sure,” I said, wiping a bit of his cum from my lips. “How’d I taste?” he asked smiling. I started to chuckle, “Better than I thought you would. At this point, I realized I was still wearing my underwear, so I quickly shed them, exposing my modest, but not quite as large six inch boner. I lay myself on top of Mack, both of us completely exposed. “We. The second one is a much harder nut to crack. It’s against my professional ethics to interfere with her religious beliefs, even if they seem destructive. It would be one thing if she was in a dangerous cult or trying to harm herself, but she’s not.”“She’s been brainwashed just as badly as those Peoples’ Temple folks who followed Jim Jones to Guyana! Or the Manson girls!”“Maybe so, but some things I just can’t interfere with directly. Would you want me to try to change your friend Jennifer so. I swear if she had unbuttoned her blouses any further she would have been showing her navel.I had five years’ experience on her, and did my job better, but our manager, James Brooks, couldn’t get his mind out of her cleavage long enough to form a coherent thought. I would have thought that our affair would have counted for something, but obviously not.I still couldn’t believe I got away with it. Poor Henry just wasn’t holding up his end, and I simply needed more than he could give me, and I.