It was probably an hour or so before sunset, and I was tempted to leave her there, confident she could make her way in the world, but another part of ...y mind was eager to bed her and enjoy her since obviously some of her talents lay in that fleshy direction. My evil mind pictured her dancing on the end of my throbbing pole. "Where's your home?" I asked.She exhaled. "New York, I suppose," she said. "Much as anywhere." No folks?"She shook her head. "I came over indentured, five years ago." You. I started trembling, expecting to feel her pantyhose crotch against me any second; instead, I gasped as she pressed her naked, dripping pussy against the shaft of my cock! Simone had either removed the crotch of her nylons or they were crotchless to begin with. My mind reeled at the thought of the three gorgeous women out at the bar, every eye on them, no one having a clue that their pussies were totally exposed and getting wetter by the minute!Simone slid her pussy lips slowly up and down my. I sat and watched his every move. I was jostled slightly when the car stopped. I looked around thinking we were stopped for traffic or a light, but soon realised we were at Marcy's. Marcy opened the door, slide out, and reached back for my hand to help me out. When I stepped out, I was shocked at the sheer size of the house. It wasn't really a house, but more a mansion. Marcy gently pulled me to the front door, which was being held open by a butler. As soon as we entered, I had to catch my. It's really amazing how it has grown, and howmagical some of the stories that are written there can be. Anyway, Cleowas telling me..."Felice was interrupted by the arrival of her own wife, Alice. "Felice,who is this poor woman you've captured and held hostage?" Alice, let me introduce you to Betsy, who is the head of the Chamber ofCommerce, and the genius behind this weekend." "Nice to meet you, Betsy, may I borrow my wife here for a littlewhile?" "Actually, I should be going, there are.