“Thank you,” she said, attempting to disarm his anger with politeness. Samedi just sneered back in her direction.“The Loa not just serve. The ...oa also be served,” he said.“You mean if I help you, you’ll help me?”“As you say.”Olivia nodded to herself as she considered his response. “Fine,” she said. The bokor had warned her that Samedi would expect to trade. The Loa also be served. Any price paid would be small if it allowed her to speak with Mason, even for just one last time. Olivia. Anna was now writhing uncontrollably in the water, fingering herself and rubbing her swollen clit.She loved the look and was excited to see pinker flesh and glistening wet between the folds of skin. She couldn’t help but slip a finger into her slit, bringing that delicious wetness up to her lips, tasting herself.Next, she took the wet washcloth, placing it over her mound. The temperature immediately made her nipples stiffen and the urge to pee washed over her. She faced Anna, making her watch. Glad to see you are making friends. I think she is a little old for you and appears to be married." Mom said with a huff. And then things went back to normal, I thought. Next morning mom was in the shower, when she got out she came out of the bathroom naked with a towel w****d around her head. She made several trips back and fourth from her suitcase to the bathroom all naked. Then she stood by the mirror and took the towel off her head. My god did my mom look hot. Nice pert d cup tits, nice. He’s not like you, you instinctively sense, just by the sound of his heavy footfalls on the floor approaching the booths, by the strong confident manner he opens the door next to you, by the urgent sound of his zipper before the door is even closed behind him, by the aggressiveness you sense just from his movements in the booth next to you, by the growls as his movie starts, by the determined need imparted as his feet firmly settle facing your common wall, and then there it is: your future,.