"Really?" I asked.
"She's been eating cunt here or sucking c**k since she was nineteen. No one has more experience," she stressed.
"I can't fathom," I said.
"Hmmmmm," she smiled and pressed a button. "Joan, come in here."
"What are you doing?" I asked as Joan arrived.
"Yes, ma'am?" she asked.
"Are you hungry?" Janna asked.
"Always," the woman responded with a grin, obviously understanding the real meaning of the question.
"My friend Christine here needs an orgasm; will you be so kind to give her one?" Janna offered, as my face went beet red.
"Of course," Joan nodded. "I'd love to."
"Great," Janna said, before turning to me, "Enjoy."
She walked out and I said, "Joan, you don't have to."
She walked up to me and said, "Yes, I do. Plus, I want to."
"Really?" I asked.
"It's part o
