Whatever thiswas, it meant no good to anyone who lived in this area. Without eventhinking, Karen knew that she was looking at Melonia, the real KarenD...rrickson, wallowing in the dust.Upon the cart, Karen could see the object the hooded form moaned andgibbered over. It was the body of Henengi, broken and bloody. The corpsehad been terribly mangled, the skin stripped and peeled away from thetorso and legs; the tail and ears severed. Now some group of wicked zengicarried these "trophies" of their. Her eyes kept glancing around where she'd stopped, making sure no one was watching her touch herself.Then."Honk" from a horn behind, Gina checked her mirror to see a car had pulled up behind her. She then looked out front to see the light had changed, and probably had been green for some time now. She pulled her hand away from her wet pussy, drove onwards as she pulled away from the car behind. She didn't know if they'd seen what she was doing. Right now, she didn't give a fuck.Pulling up. "Certainly, Ma'am. I'd be happy to service you tonight," Dave responded with a wink while squirting some massage oil into his hands. He quickly began rubbing it all over Helen's back and then started the slow and enjoyable process of kneading her back, neck and arms. Once Helen seemed a bit more relaxed, he oiled up his hands again and this time focused on her feet and legs. Once those were worked over nicely, he slowly moved up her legs and began to knead her perfect ass, the globes of flesh. I want you to meet us for lunch next Wednesday. Can you do that?”Next Wednesday?... Yes, I can do that... where and what time?“Well, we’re having lunch at the Ritz-Carlton. Can you meet us around 11:30?”Yes, I can be there at 11:30.“And Susan, plan on being with us all afternoon. Can you do that?”Yes, I can block out the whole afternoon. I just need to be home by 6:00.“Susan, you’re going to be having lunch with me and one of my most important customers. I want to make a good impression on.