As they cooled down and stretched in the same general area, Sarah turned and smiled at the woman and introduced herself, "Hi! I'm Sarah. That was some...punishment you gave yourself on that run." The girl looked at Sarah with a wary look on her face, studying her intently before saying, "You are American." "Wow! They breed them bright over here," Sarah laughed, humour and sarcasm her natural defence mechanism when feeling challenged, "What gave it away the accent or THIS?" thrusting out her chest. Two, I play safe because I want to have sex until I'm 100 and dying from a disease would fuck that up. And lastly, I'm a perv but not a sicko. . .I like good, clean dirty fun. Nothing i*****l, nothing mean, nothing gross.So London and I hit it off. I stood up and took her hand and we kissed. I tasted her tongue and pressed my hands firmly on the small of her back, pulling her into me. When we separated, I pulled my shirt over my head. She followed my lead and slid her skirt off. The. "I guess you we can go again," she said with a smile of pleasure.Her legs locked around my back and her arms round my neck as we kissed deeply our tongues duelling from mouth to mouth. Slowly she started to move her pussy upon my deeply buried cock, her need and desire quickly building again. I lowered my hands to her hips as I kissed her face and neck, her breasts and nipples rubbed against my chest.Her movements became more frenzied as her passion built, as she lifted and sank on my buried. Mr. Jake Benton was assigned to the store where Alice worked. When Mr. Benton spoke to the group where Alice worked he stressed that there would be lay-offs and poor performance would be grounds for termination. Alice remembered how large Jake Benton looked. He was black, over six feet tall and appeared extremely muscular. He dressed very sharp and his deep voice intimidated Alice. At first Alice was worried about her job. She was a single Mother of a 19-year-old daughter. Alice was 40 years.