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"I do have a hundred. I have multiple hundreds, but I'm not going to put it in my mouth. I mean, does it have to be in my mouth for you to show me?"
"No, but fine," she says, pushing me back.
"What are you doing?" I ask her.
She giggles slightly. "You got to be lying on the ground. That's what the guys are doing when she picks up the hundreds."
"So you want me to get on the ground or…?"
"No. You can stay on the couch. I'd put that cider down though."
She grabs it from my hand and puts it on the coffee table and sets hers beside it. "Okay. This is what she does," she begins, giggling. "I don't do this though. Only one of the girls. Well, maybe two."
"Okay," I say in a bemused tone, looking at her. "And just exactly what do they do?"
She shifts onto my stomach and I stare up at her.
"What's going on, Skye?"
"I'm going to show you how they get the hundreds," she says, throwing her hair back.
She stares down at me and all I can see is her heaving bosom. She shifts back slightly against my crotch and I hold in an involuntary sigh. Is she trying to tease me or…?
"Okay, I'm not going to actually do it, do it, but I'll show you. Kind of."
"What are you talking about?" I ask, confused.
She shifts up my body. "I mean, they don't have their panties on when they do it."
"They don't?" I stare at her for a couple of seconds until it suddenly dawns on me exactly what she's talking about.
I know I should tell her to stop, but I can't. She shifts up and before I know what's happening, her panties are over my face and she's crouching on it. I can smell her sweet wetness as her panties brush my nose and my lips. She presses down into me for a couple of seconds and I swear I can feel the wetness. Fuck, she smells good.
She starts laughing as she quickly moves off of my face and looks down at me. "They pick up the hundreds with their pussy lips," she says, giggling. "Can you believe it?"
"No," I say, shaking my head.
Fuck. I want her. I should send her packing. This was a bad idea. I should not have invited her to my place. I can feel her body still on top of mine, warm and soft in all the right places. I reach up and grab a tendril of her hair and play with it, my hands moving to her back. I grab her around the waist and shift her down.
"Oops, sorry. Did I smother you?"
"No," I say through gritted teeth. I am not really sure how to tell her what I'm feeling right now.
"I was just trying to show you what some of the girls do. I don't do that. Not at all, and I guess that's why I'm not making enough money, you know? They make thousands, but I guess guys like that. You know what one of them told me?"
"One of who?" I ask, narrowing my eyes. "One of the guys?"
"No, one of the girls. She told me, well, it's kind of crazy."
"Crazy?" I raise an eyebrow.
"Yeah." She leans forward and presses herself against me. "I'll whisper it into your ear," she says.
Her lips move to my ear and I can feel her hair across my face. She shifts slightly so that she's grinding against my cock and my hands reach up and squeeze her ass.
"Ooh, Mr. Chase," she says, laughing. "Naughty, naughty."
"My bad," I say, grunting.
