Two o'clock sharp. Don't be late or you won't get punished. I'd just walk past, I thought, didn't use my real name, who's to know? I'll just walk past...on my way to the shops. Then my feet took me through the gate, under the jasmine and right up to the red door. Two o'clock sharp.My fist knocked on the red door.Footsteps. I could still run. My feet stayed put. The door opened, her eyes widened in recognition and then she gave me a knowing grin. Shit, we often nodded to each other on the street.. The absence of the undergarment allowed Kenneth to position himself against Alison’s opening. He inhaled the mixed scent of coffee, perfume, and the smell from the unlit scented candle that was only a stone’s throw away from where the two of them were positioned and preparing for their furious sensual encounter. ‘Damn woman the view is absolutely perfect from here.’ Kenneth said as he stood for a moment just admiring Alison’s round firm ass before giving it a firm slap that echoed through the. ” Changing direction, I stride over towards the glass enclosure. The thugs look my way, surprised.“Get a grip!” they whine. “We’re just teasing!”Brandishing my cell, I tell them to fuck off before the police get there. They retort, “Protecting your fat-assed girlfriend, eh?” But they move on, nonetheless.“You okay?” I ask. They had her verging on tears; now the dam breaks. Speaking through her sobs, she sputters, “I tried to. Unable to control himself any longer, he thrust his mouth and nose into her small glistening valley, smiling at the squelch as her sweet fragrant juices smeared over his face, licking and sliding his tongue up and down, sucking whatever he could get between his lips and wiggling the tip over the hard nub of her swollen clitoris. She was lost in her own world, yet still keenly aware of his heavy heat on her, his tongue roiling up and down her core lines, her old lover still working his magic as.