We took some seats about 3 rows from the back 3 seats in and to the side, we had been sat there waiting for the film to start then a middle aged coupl... sat in our row, the man being sat next to Mrs Chikolova, I am going to call her chic because I never knew her first name although some one less like a chic I have yet to meet, she was wearing the usual dress that buttoned with cloth buttons all the way up the front, it stopped slightly above her knee, a blue cardigan and stockings she was. ." I said mostly to myself as I returned to work.The sister muttered something so I looked up at PollyAnna quizzically. "She say you not try hard enough, missy."Pushing this comment to the back of my mind where it clearly belonged, I got on with the far more important job of patching the unfortunate hooker up.Jasmine was flown off the island in the early afternoon but my mood stayed dark all day. Over dinner I was still clearly out of sorts and Mr Foster asked me why. I again voiced my opinions. Um she made a long noise as she swallowed my dick in her throat and started to move up and down. She was a master in the art and I was enjoying her blow job. I put my hand and cupped her tits and started to massage them as she continued her job after about five minutes.I told her that I was coming. She did not take her mouth out but replied with a uuum sound again. I filled her mouth with my juices and she got up. She ripped my lungi from my legs and took off her trousers. She came on me and. That is just what happened in this case or at least a possible solution starred at her when she woke up in the morning. Suddenly she remembered the gossip of older women when she had visited her village in her early teens. Village folks liked to bathe in the river and when they did they talked about their personal affairs. Most of the talk would be about sex, either bragging or complaining. She now vividly remembered a discussion that suggested this possible solution to her."My husband comes.