Theyhung onto each other and cackled like a couple of banshees. Theylaughed so hard that they teared up and their makeup ran.A rather serious looking... ma?tre d'h?tel returned to his post and gavethem a scornful look."Stop that this instant; where do you think you are?" he growled."You! Fix your makeup and get your arse back out there and you; tidyup your counter and behave like a professional," he scolded them.Mary used her compact mirror and fixed her makeup then shoved it allback in her. “I’ll let you cum on my left breast, but only the left.” she said, cupping the left magnificent orb in one hand. “It’s slightly smaller than the right one,” she added as she grabbed the other one too.“They’re both beautiful,” I sighed. Honestly, they were.“Thanks,” she smiled. “Now, I’ll let you cum on this one for a whole month, and if it’s still smaller than the right, you owe me $50.”“And if it grows?”“I’ll give you the $50 and you can cum on both of them until they’re as big as mom’s. It’s. I had just lost my job at the college bookstore and needed some cash, so she introduced me to some people. By my senior year I was making more money than I ever could have made by finishing my degree, so I dropped out.”She had a few hair-raising stories to tell, but for the most part she had adroitly avoided the major pitfalls of her profession. She had never gotten into d**gs and never had a pimp. “Well, there was a guy who probably thought of himself as my pimp,” she said, “but I thought of. ‘Follow me’, she said and stepping around him proceeded to the living room. He quickly got back to his knees and crawled after her. When he got to the living room she was sitting in the big arm chair, her legs spread, the toy sticking up, he stopped at her feet and awaited orders. ‘Suck my cock, slave boy’, she ordered in her stern voice. He gulped looking at the toy, how would he take it deep into his mouth? He shuffled closer, his hands now behind his back so as not to accidentally touch her..