The Greatest Lie Part 9

"Open your mouth and swallow some more," Pavel directed, and she took the last drops into her wet lips, and then let it run out to join the cum splattered on her breasts. "Smile, and lick it off your tits," Pavel demanded, and Tran did so, as I uttered gratefully "Mmm, tastes so good." Tran shot out her pink tongue to lick wayward drops of jism from her cheeks and chin. "Excellent," Pavel praised. "That was excellent. Now go rinse off." Pavel followed her to the shower as she did a quick rinse down, taking close ups of the jism as is slid off her breasts under the warm jets of the shower, and zooming in on her tired, puckered hole as she leaned over to dry her legs. She went out, and Andre was tying his shoes and getting ready to leave.

"See you next weekend, Andre," extemporized. "Take care at the slaughterhouse," she extemporized. "See you later, Baby," he said as he walked out the door. Tran dropped her towel, ran her hands up and down her glorious body, and reached down to pick up her clothes from the floor. As Pavel panned her, she got dressed, fixed her make up, and as he faded, she was back at the pinball machine, racking up improbably excellent scores, and looking over her shoulder for the next customer.

"Thanks everybody," Pavel boomed. If everything plays like that tomorrow, we’ve got a hit. Tran, Alexandra, get dressed and come to my office."

Ricardo interjected, "Hey, watta bout me. Don’t I get to fuck the other one?"

"It’s late, and she knows what she’s doing. Here, go get yourself laid." He handed Ricardo a couple of twenties.

Ricardo looked at me fiercely. "I’ll see you some other time, bitch."

"I look forward to that, so sorry it didn’t work out today," I replied mildly. I had no interest in getting fucked by a stringy little guy like Ricardo, but why piss him off? I accompanied Tran to the dressing room, feeling a little guilty about my role in getting her into this predicament and in helping Pavel carry it out. I was also nervous about the real thing the next day. "Are you OK with that?"