..” He whispered.His hand returned to under my skirt. He ripped off my tiny thong and tossed it aside. Then, unceremoniously, he shoved two fingers ...nto my wet pussy. I yelped but quieted down when he looked at me. “You’ve got a little tight cunt for a whore” He said, shoving his fingers even deeper. I could feel my pussy dripping with excitement as he pumped me…Suddenly he changed his position and his cock was right in front of my face. He was holding my arms down on either side of my body.. At least her job was relatively easy, though it also meant she was stuck there at the counter when she’d rather have been back in the baths. Perhaps when her shift ended shortly, she could work in a dip before returning home. While still quite young and shy, she was coming to enjoy the camaraderie that came with baring everything for a hot, steamy bath and intimate conversation with the other ladies of the city. It was surprising how quickly the shame wore off when all in attendance were. You clock in, put your muffin on the counter, turn on the neon light, and unlock the doors. No one is waiting outside and Cody is nowhere in sight. You sigh to yourself and take a big bite of your muffin. Crumbs go everywhere but you don’t bother dusting them off as you’re alone. Cody slips in through the back and stands in front of you at the counter. He chuckles and brushes the crumbs off of you. You can feel his hands brush against your breasts and touch your nipples. They get instantly hard. One day, as I was walking towards the train station I noticed a woman in front of me pushing a baby carriage. She was Arabic/middle eastern/Muslim and wore a head scarf; she was wearing one of those full dresses that I often saw women of this ethnicity wearing. I instantly noticed her hips and ass – her hips were wide and her ass jiggled with each step. She wasn’t fat, but she DEFINITELY had a chubby ass; and her dress was so thin it contoured to her figure as she walk, either she was.