I wasentering the car park and could feel my sperm soaking through my delicatepanties and dripping onto my nude tights. I was exhilarated & embarrasse...at the same time. It was a feeling I loved & will long remember, but onethat was going to cause me a huge headache.With some relief my cock had stopped pumping it's juices & I was almost atthe safety of my car. I fumbled around in my hand bag & got my keys out. Iquickly opened the car door & sat inside. I had at least made it to thesafety of my. The young woman hesitated but then did the same.Both women stood looking at each others boobs. Marge said, "My honey, you have beautiful breasts!" "Not as nice as yours mom", Connie replied.Marge could feel the warmth of excitement and desire as she looked at Connie. "Honey, let me feel them to make sure they are not sagging." Marge took each one in hand and began to gently fondle Connie's young tits. "My, you have nice nipples and they are hard." Connie said, "would you mind if I feel yours?" . She ran her fingers down her breasts and teased both nipples erect. ‘I have one request. I haven’t been… intimate with a man for over a year. Be gentle.’ Alarm bells went off in my head. A prostitute who hadn’t fucked in over a year? Was it a lie? Acting out another role play? I decided it didn’t really matter. I wanted my fantasy girl, and she was making an offer I couldn’t refuse. ‘Then I’ll be gentle,’ I said, bending down for a kiss, ‘and slow.’ As our lips met, she moaned pleasantly. When. I leave Her there, dressed in a short skirt, blouse loosely tied and black stilettos, suspended and stretched to the frame, while She reads the poster i have put on the wall in front of her. It explains what She is doing here and outlines what is going to happen. i am afraid that i had to place a little threat at the bottom to ensure co-operation. Still naked, i leave this barn and walk across the yard a short way to the adjacent barn where the first members of the audience have arrived and,.