I was trying to find my way to my friend’s apartment. I was going to be staying there for a couple of weeks while he was on holiday. It was really...just for his piece of mind, as he doesn’t quite trust the neighbourhood! I was looking around, confused, trying to find a road sign for directions, when, suddenly, I saw a figure standing at the bus stop ahead of me. I pulled over and rolled down my window, the shadowy shape leaned in, and to my surprise it was a beautiful dark skinned goddess. Add a pocket for my wallet and keys, and it's a purse.I grabbed a sweater, my coat, my hat, a pair of pink gloves, and stepinto my boots, and felt as ready to take on the night as I was likely to,and so took off to my car for the quiet drive there.As always, there is no one on site when I get there, so I just get thekey out of the little box they leave it in for me, and go inside thetrailer that I use as my base of operations through the night.Its split into two main areas - a room with a desk,. .. waitress that strangely sounds like being a maid, but I have no other choice.— Yes Ma’am, certainly.She writes down an address on a piece of paper and says:— This is my brother in law’s, tell him Mireille sends you.I thank her profusely. She sends me on me my way and kisses me on the cheek whilst rubbing her large breasts against my small tits. Then she adds:— Good luck “pitchounette”.I am back in the village, again. Oh! Everyone is naked and... Oh, me too! I go to the address the lady gave. Something penetrated my mind. A very concerned sounding Clarissa and someone slapping my cheeks."Baby, wake up baby. I'm soo sorry. Don't you dare and die on my you bastard."Another set of slaps and someone exerting rhythmic pressure on my chest.I opened my eyes and had to blink. My face was a mess from the multiple orgasms Clarissa had had riding it and it took a while to clear my eyes enough by rapid blinking."What?" Shush babe. Here have a sip of water. You scared the crap out of me. You.