Now, I know I told you we would wait a few days before our next attempt...” Rory’s pulse quickens. “ ... but with you not showing any side effec...s and my impatience, I have a task I want you to perform in the past.”“Really?” Rory asks, feeling antsy herself. “What task?”“Take this money, set up in a hotel like you did before,” she says handing over a stack of hundreds. “It’s a good idea in case you run across someone that you know. Then I want you to go to Volmor’s Antiques on Wright Street.. She was waved forward by the check in staff and hauled her suitcase forward. To her surprise the African carried forward her other case. She turned to thank him bit his eyes were focussed on her blouse searching for her breasts.She wondered if he would notice that she was not wearing her braShe turned back to the check in counter. Suddenly intensely pleased she had relatively small, if pert breasts. They made her look younger than sixteen, and after sixteen years in Africa she had no illusions. After a few splashes of water he could swear he heard a door creek down the hall. Heading back down the hall to get out of this stranger's house, a slightly ajar door caught his eye; light spilling out from the crack was too intriguing to resist. He decided to have a peek at what was inside...He couldn't see much but there was definitely a bare ass wiggling in enjoyment bathed in gentle light. He stayed for a second to take in the view. Trying to keep his excited and shocked breathing under. Cynthia was making murmuring sounds into her neck as she allowed herself to be lowered on to the bed, lifted herself to assist in the removal of her dress, instinctively opened her legs and drew up her knees to accommodate her new partner's desire. Fingers drew aside her knickers. She closed her eyes, heard Cynthia's deep sigh, felt the tip of a tongue between her labia, pushed herself forward, opening herself. The oral ministrations were delivered with clinical expertise. The orgasm came.