In my head I can hear her whispering my name, her voice and accent so exotically different from what I hear daily on the streets outside. My hand slid...s up and down slowly as I focus on the next image. A close up of her bared breasts and my heart beats faster my mouth going dry. I can almost feel the caress of her smooth skin on my fingers tips as I cup my hands around those wondrous globes. She moves kneeling in front of me looking into my eyes, and I watch transfixed as she slowly licks her. Reid’s boots were already filling with sweat, and her hair was a damp mess, she just had to accept the situation for the time being and promise herself that the longest bath of her life would be her reward. Scented candles, soap bubbles, an audiobook playing on her tablet computer...She was jolted back to reality by movement in the mud in front of her, or was it shallow water? It was impossible to tell, the ground was just a mass of brown sludge. Something long and sinuous passed through the. Arnie suggested I could pick up some items and go try them on.I got inside a changing booth and undressed; putting on a sexy tiny thong matching with a lace bra. I went out to show Arnie and he liked it. I also noticed that the black clerk had moved closer to get a better look.Both black guys staring at my body made me feel some heat in my pussy. I was getting aroused by the second…The longer I stood there chatting with them staring at me the horny I got. I wanted Arnie to reach out and twist. She was her own independent woman, even if it was an independence that had persisted more or less uninterrupted all her life until she met Ken.Originally, it must have been quite different for Ken and Sonya. They were both marketing executives, more at home with the nonsense they were responsible for mailing to existing or potential customers than they were with the real facts they also gathered about the public's perception of the products they marketed. Neither of them worked in an industry.