"The guys aren't the only ones who have been looking forward to your return." You mean... ?"Jasmine put Julie's hand on her breast. "This'll have to w...it for break, but..." Yeah, work first."She settled into her cubicle. The anticipation was sending electric prickles through her, and she was sure anyone who checked her pussy would discover she was already wet. There were several men she wanted to get closer to, and apparently, several women. She smiled and answered the first call.It was a busy. He peddled his bicycle up South Orange Avenue and into the frayed fringes of the Newark inner-city. Newark wasn’t exactly bicycle-friendly, as he narrowly avoided being squeezed into the parked cars on the side of the road by a bus and a couple of church vans. He and Clarence used to hang out at the playground regularly before his father barred him from going there. He hadn’t heard from Clarence in a couple of months, but he never lost track of him. They were into separate things now. Claude. My face was covered with hers & Mistresses juices. It was starting to leak down over my breasts, when she came after 20 minutes. Gasping & crying loudly. She lifted herself off me, then knelt at Mistresses feet kissing them gratefully. ?Thank you Mistress, thank you Mistress, she was sobbing & crying. With a shock I realized she was still in multiple orgasm. I suddenly thought how lovely it must be to kiss her feet like that. & how much more lovely it must be for Mistress to have her feet. The naked woman with the bloody face rushed past him. She was covered in dirt and blood and looked like a wild woman. Her short brown hair was sticking out from her head and her full bare breasts with hard nipples bounced as she ran like that actress in that movie '10'. Bill could even see where the hot hood of her car had burned her breasts when the rapists had forced her to bend down over the hood of her car. The woman looked like a mess, scary, and beautiful at the same time. She had picked.