It was perfect. Adding a message ' wish it was your hard curvy cock in my cunny' she sent it. Ten minutes later her phone pinged and it was a photo me...ssage. The picture showed a hand with a pool of semen in it. The message said. ' my tribute to the dirtiest bitch in the world'Susan giggled to herself. ' eat it you pervy pervy man. I love you. Eat it.' A photo message appeared on her I phone screen. It was a picture of an open mouth with cum clearly on view on a tounge.' 'Have u swallowed''. My hands slip under the shirt, as my kisses grow hotter. You turn and my hands are around you. My hand grazes your bottom and we kiss again. I hear your moans of approval as I press you against the counter. My hands slip under the shirt exposing you. I work my way up and kiss each of your breasts, standing out, so proud…so firm. Licking and sucking across your nipples. Making circles, going from one to the other.Lisa – “it felt like electricity shooting from my nipples, down my body, through my. “It’s a job. It earns me money. What’s wrong with it?” “Your aunt doesn’t like it very much. But that’s beside the point. My view is that you’re not doing as well at it as you could be. Salim’s told me about how much you get paid, and, if you don’t mind me saying so, it sounds like chickenshit. All that fucking, and you’re barely earning what a high class prostitute gets in a single night. You could be performing in straight repertory theatre and be earning just as much. What you earn now might. “Oh my god!” Sophie was concerned. “And what did Thomas do next?”Michalis narrated to Sophie the latest events; about the bet that Thomas and TC agreed to. He hoped that she would not faint from the spicy nature of the wager.She didn’t. Instead, she cut to the chase, “And how can I help?”"Sophie,” Michalis worded carefully, “you don’t have to agree in doing this, but could you present yourself to TC, playing the role of a prostitute, until he is convinced that you are?”Showing signs of panic,.