She arched her back, seeking to makethem as accessible as possible. I dropped my hands lower andstroked that little tummy, drawing circles around the...cavityof her belly button. But my goal was a different cavity, thecavity of her woman essence, the secret grotto buried away inthe recess hidden between her thighs. I moved my finger intothe soft curls that spread fully over her Venus delta. Myfinger encountered the top of her crease, that cleft thatstarted between her buttocks, moved down. ” Then, venturing further, I added, “It’s turning me on to hear you talk about it.” “It’s hot to imagine you picking up a strange woman and fucking her.” I went a little deeper. “Do you want a threesome with her?” She laughed loudly. “No.” Then she added, “I’m saying, if we weren’t together. I mean, if I was here by myself, and you were a stranger, and I was watching you. It would be fun to watch you pick up some hot stranger.” “Do you want me to do that?” “Don’t you wish,” she said, pairing. Taylor! My name is Susan, I will be taking care of you today.”“Mrs. Taylor?” Sara looked back with a furrowed brow. Were they mistaking her for her mother? Whatever. Addressing people by their last name is the polite thing anyway, it probably wasn’t a mistake. “Yeah,” she added.“Splendid. Please, follow me.” Sara got off her seat and followed the lady into another one of the many rooms. It looked a little creepy, she had never been a fan of these white rooms. It felt like a hospital. “Please,. ” A giggle. “The exercise will keep us warm.” “Oooh.” She takes off his hat, bunching it in one hand. He caresses her fingers, his hands are cold. Startling almost - green eyes watch her in disbelief. Ella plonks down his chef's hat with her apron on top, shielding her knees from the cold cement. It's not much protection but it's a start. Deftly reaching into his checkered, elasticized work pants and retrieves his flaccid penis. “Are you...?” “Shhh.” Fish leans over and closes the door,.