‘The Wind and the Rain,’ she said. He nodded and returned a smile. ‘The sun was shining down on you, and your brown hair had a reddish gleam to...it. I returned almost every day after that to listen to you sing. The children weren’t always there, but you sang and danced in the sunlight.’ Her breath caught in her throat. She spent most of her free time in the garden singing her folk songs, she had no idea anyone knew, but her handmaids. ‘After that, I knew I loved you. You were beautiful, sang. Heals and white stockings i was hot i thought. as i got down stairs i saw my wife in the middle of the room being slow fucked on her side by a black guy and a huge black cock. she saw me and shook visably and hissed eat my clit panty boy while his black dick slides in and out . as i lowered my head to her clit she said is this what my friends did to you today. and i said " yes mistress yes " i just kept eating while she fucked this other guy right in front of me i was totaly ashamed.. Suzanne approached the table, the piss puddle she had made glistening in the light from the overhead bulbs. She wondered if she should just squat over it again and top it up with a new spray of piss from her bare pussy. She pulled out the nearest chair with the intent of clambering onto it to reach the table when another idea arrived.She plonked into the chair, drawing it up to the table as though she had just joined a meeting. She imagined others around her, taking notes (regardless of her pee. I was drinking pretty heavily, but not past the point where I did not know what I was doing. I knew exactly what I was doing. My t shirt dress was just below the creases in my butt cheeks, I was wearing lace up boots all the way up past my knees, and a black thong underneath. A man approached me. I later learned his name was Kim. He stood next to me and told me “I think my entire lifes goal has been to be close to that ass.” I thought it was quite forward but I didn’t mind, I enjoyed the rush..