“Look. We’re friends, right. Yesterday was just one of those things. Just don’t take it personal.” Fatima took her hand off Freddy’s thigh ...nd wedged it together with her other hand in the expansive comforting flesh between her round knees. Her shoulder-length bob fell forward over her round cheeks and hid her eyes from view. It was actually quite a relief when Ella finally returned from the kitchen carrying a tray with three mugs on it. It had been a long three quarters of an hour for. The lie of working late that I’d told my wife was now the truth. Instead of sucking the cocks of strangers in their cars I was at my desk, alone, sometimes into the night. In a couple of weeks our project schedules had relaxed a bit. Overtime was optional again, not mandatory, and everyone was more relaxed. It also set my mind thinking again about, well, other things. I decided to once again go to the personal ads for some fun. I longed for that sweet salty taste and the sexy way a man’s cock. ”I wrapped the towel around my waist and walked into the living room and held my hand out to Sharon. She reluctantly took my hand and stood up, I pulled her close to me and began kissing her. She was hesitant at first, but began to melt as my kiss started to inflame her passion. As we were kissing I felt her body rub against mine in anticipation. I broke our kiss and lifted her into my arms, she gasped as I did so, and started carrying her up the steps to the designated bedroom.When we. The young girl stood stoically as the process continued.It appeared that in some way she had accepted her fate. Suddenly the man stoppedtalking and the girl was led away from him into the crowd. Claire was surprisedto see that she was led to an Asian woman who looked to be perhaps 35. Thisshocked Claire. It was one thing for men to stoop to such levels, but how coulda woman partake in something so horrific. Didn't these people have morals?This was shameful. The process continued on in pretty.