<br/><div class="floatleft">(https://www.pngkey.com/png/full/889-8891004_calling-girl-png-call-center-girl-png.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Belinda Taylor<br/><strong>Age:</strong>22<br/><strong>Sexual Identity:</strong>Ambitious Workaholic<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Agent (Outbound Voice)<br/><br/>Belinda knew that the smart play would be to listen out carefully for whatever Rankin might say next, but Tserin was leaning down to kiss her and there was nothing she wanted more in the entire world than to kiss her back. Hungrily. Passionately. Desperately. Maybe if she gripped Tserin’s ass a little tighter, she could strengthen the connection between their mouths.<br/><br/>After a little while, though, tilting her head right back got a little tiring. There were other appealing targets that were easier to reach. And she could go back to sucking up to her employer if she started sucking on Tserin’s titties. “I think it makes for better video if I hold my mouth a short distance away, and I flick the nipple with my tongue.” She demonstrated what she was talking about. “It’s very tasty. But then maybe people want to see me take her whole breast into my mouth. Like mmpf. Mgdn bunn du kn fffn dn urmmff.” She came up for air.<br/><br/>“Now, with me in a skirt, I think it’s going to be pretty easy for guys watching to imagine themselves thrusting into me. But I think that’s harder to do with Tserin in these jeans.”  She stepped back a little, then bent neatly at the waist, moving her hands around to the fastenings at the front of Tserin’s jeans. “I think they may have to go.”