Francesca was up with the counter already, gesturing between the plastic mannequin and me, her hand fluttering up and down like a knowing maestro, the...attractive young clerk nodding along with her, taking my measurements by eye."Here, try it on," she said, at last walking back to where I uncomfortably waited.I stuck out my hand dumbly. It was a bikini, flimsy, aqua with a bright seashell print. There was nothing to it, or so it seemed to me. Francesca had me by the shoulders and was edging me. She took my hand and led me to our room. The bed was wrecked , she said sorry I didn't have time to straighten up he has only been gone about ten minutes. She very carefully laid down and then raised her ass up and pulled the little panties off. Her legs fell wide open and she said get to eating my freshly fucked cunt. I crawled up between her legs and as I was looking at her pussy she grabbed my hair and pulled my face into her. I could definitely smell the scent of a man on her and I could. She played me for a sucker for years! It was only when her boyfriend inherited half a million quid that she had the guts to finally walk out on me! God knows how long she would have carried on if he hadn,t!” he related. “Yes you,re better off without her.” Both Sarah and I agreed. I thought back to the few times we,d spent in his ex wife Nina,s company. A shallow ungenuine woman that who Intook an instant dislike To despite her made for sex body and her open flirtations with me and how she. Looking straight at her face, Trevino suddenly slapped Roxana’s naked butt violently. The minister bit her lips, trying not to show any emotion. “Get down on your knees now,” Anabela said harshly.Slowly, carefully, Roxana knelt. Her heels were making it hard for her to keep her balance and so she kicked them off, looking down in shame on her exposed, and weirdly hardening, nipples. She had dreamt of this. In her hot, horny, darkest nights, she had dreamt of being used by this, being used by.