“Took you long enough,” she said with that familiar mischievous smile.“Wanted you to get nice and wet for me,” I said, closing the door behind...me.We embraced each other under the rain showerhead. I pulled her into me, and we lost ourselves in another long, deep kiss, our lips churning and tongues twirling. My hands went down to her glistening booty and squeezed, lifting her up on her toes. She grabbed my ass, which I flexed as she dug her nails in.I started kissing down her cheek and along the. We don’t open back up until 5. We have the whole place to ourselves.”With that, she grabbed me and slid her tongue deep into my mouth. My hands immediately found their way to her firm, curvy ass and hers found their way to my now stiffening cock.“Whoa, what is going on in there?” She half-smiled, half-squirmed, realizing she was in for more than she thought. “Get on your knees and find out.” Right there in the middle of the bar, Angelica took my semi-hard cock, now about seven inches long. I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her close, giving her a passionate kiss. This time I sat her on the toilet.I found the zipper of her skirt and unzipped it, pulling them off her ass. To my surprise she wasn't wearing any panties. I gave her a mischievous smile then proceed towards her pussy. Her smell was intoxicating. I gently kissed her pussy lips while she let out a small moan. Linda was getting wet with each kiss I gave. I located her clit and gave it tease by blowing on it. I took. On the end wall of the main lounge was a large tin-type sepia photograph of a noosed man, hooded and hanging, naked with bound ankles and wrists bound behind his back; toes pointing down to the ground several inches out of reach. Either side of the hanged man stood a crowd of smiling women, pertly dressed in white blouses and long floor-length skirts. My cock stiffened as I viewed the photo, which I assumed was of a lynching from over 100 years ago; my cock stiffened all the more when I.