She picked up her bag and headed for the door. A girl, walking in, looked at her face covered in ejaculate and said "Eww, what a slut!" Her mate turne... round to see the back of her skirt covered in spunk. "Wonder how much she made for that?" she laughed. In the street behind the pub, making her way slowly towards the taxi rank, a group of young teenagers making trouble saw her. "Look at this dumb fuck, walking down here looking like that" said one. "Hey bitch, pull on the zip, let's see you. So, Sheriff …” “I think you should call me by my name, Tom Hansen.” “Very pleased to meet you, Tom. So, Tom, it appears we are talking about the same thing.” “I hope so.” “This is personal and not professional, so I’ll be plain. We have dogs that we train to mate with women. Am I in trouble or do I have a potential new client?” His shoulders dropped and his composure relaxed. I hadn’t realized how tense our body language had become. “Thank you! Can I call sometime so my wife and I can talk with. All of a sudden she decided to pleasure herself, squeezing her tit with her left hand while fingering her pussy with the right. She was a 19-year-old, but with a body much mature for her age.Pushing her boob up she started licking the tip of her nipple which was erect already. Meanwhile, she had stuffed two fingers inside her vagina and started moving it in and out. “Ah.aah… aaah.” she started moaning loud, not bothering if anyone would hear her. She fingered herself vigorously until she. To protect the guilty, I'll refer to her as Chelsea. She was married to a plastic surgeon and lived down the street. She was in her early forties, around 5'6" tall and probably around 120 pounds give or take. If was obvious that she had had some work done, after all, she was married to a plastic surgeon. She and my mom were friends although not very real close.This particular day, she was dressed is a short jean skirt which really showed off her well shaped, tan legs. The white shoe string tank.