.interest for the material, yes."And that was it.Since then, Leandro always made his way to the back, just as he did now. His scent wafted past the st...rekeep's appreciative nose.Nissa remained in her chair, she wasn't going to chase after him or bother him. That wasn't the type of play she felt she wanted to do with this person. She did, however, lean over the counter a little, angling her head towards the back though she knew she wouldn't be actually able to see him.Instead, after turning down. " he said. She didn't comprehend his order when he said it at first. She simply sobbed over his lap. He smacked her hard on her upper thigh to get her attention, "I said, spread your legs!" "Yes sir!" she thrust her legs apart. His hands reached between her thighs and found her sopping wet pussy. She continued to cry, but as he probed inside her puffy lips, her cries were joined by moans of pleasure. He released her right hand and his left hand reached under her and wrapped around her breast,. I nodded and followed her towards the kitchen, watching her unforgettable backside taunt me for departing from her forever. She poured the coffee and sat down, and we started the small awkward chit-chat that I hated. She asked me if I was enjoying married life, and I answered with a lie, “Yeah, I feel secure and I still love him as the day we met. Where’s your husband?” “He’s on a business trip, won’t be back until tomorrow. I’m happy, it’s more of a stable lifestyle compared to when I was. "Is it a thong?" she asked.I pulled away and shot her a puzzled look. In all the excitement I'd forgotten my teasing earlier."Are you wearing a thong?" she asked.I shook my head."Bikini," I said."I don't believe you," she said coyly. "You have to show me."Now it was my turn to glance up and down the alley. We were still alone and there were no other cars."OK," I said. "Right here?"She thought about it for a second."How about in the car?" she asked.I quickly agreed.Wendy's hands were shaking.