For a moment everything froze. Her eyes held me there as my breath quickened, cheeks becoming warm. Her caustic tone made me flush in humiliation, and... her possessive stare coercing my petulant reply."House girl? You mean like a housekeeper?" I was too stunned to even allow myself angry."That a problem?" She chirped.My fists curled into little balls as I let my shoulders slump a bit, the high heels pinching my feet suddenly feeling like clown shoes. I mean, was this bitch deliberately trying to. Until then, I had time to wait for her.I inhaled sharply as she tentatively grasped my shaft in her hand. I kept my own hands on her shoulders as she explored me with first one hand, and then the other. She ran her fingers over the head, and down underneath the crown. My prick jumped at the stimulation, and she looked up at me. “Am I hurting you?”“No, but keep that up and I’ll make a mess.” My voice quavered as I fought for control.“Sit on the bed. I want to see.”I did as she commanded,. OMG, they were a handful, firm yet soft, and both my thumbs flicked her sharp nipples. Roshni’s tongue was on my cockhead, licking the juices off it. Her right hand fingers had parted my piss hole. Her tongue was devouring my dripping pre-cum.I pressed her breasts hard when Roshni took my cock into her mouth and sucked its head hard. She looked at me and started lowering her mouth, taking my cock inch by inch deep. She stopped when my cockhead hit the back of her throat.Still 3 inches were left. He raised his eyebrows suspiciously at Lori, remembering her story that her current cheerleader uniform was 'in the wash.' She looked back innocently.Then he noticed that most of the furniture in the room had been pushed to the walls. There was a large screen plasma television on one wall, and facing it were two love seats, one immediately behind the other.Before Chet could ask about the set-up, Rhonda reached to take his hand."Thanks for bringing my date, Lori; yours is in the kitchen. Come on.