" shouted the salesman, the saccharin smile now vanished, "not to my stock, anyway!" I...I...I'm so sorry," said Annette on the verge of tears. "I jus.....just -" then the water works started. Annette's eyes welled up and her body started to tremble slightly as quiet sobs began to issue forth."I don't fucking care!" the salesman continued "I'm fed up with you people thinking you can just help yourself to my goods."Okay, okay. Look, she's really sorry" I fished around in my wife's pocket and found. I want..."She looked at me a bit desperately then went to a bookshelf and reached up to get something from the top. I couldn't help taking another look at her ass rather beautifully tightening the fabric of her skirt.There was a wooden scraping sound and she brought down what could only be described as a cane. She turned to me, her face red. It was about three-quarters of a metre long with a crook handle at one end. It was a shiny deep yellow and maybe just over half a centimetre in diameter. If I could manage to use my camper as a mobile clinic, and traveling home, I’d save a lot of money. With its modern bunks it would be more comfortable than these rooms. The formica and metal surfaces were a lot cleaner and easier to keep that way. All I had to do was figure out a way to use the thing without it drawing a whole lot of attention. My bladder did its usual morning insistence that I rise and drain it. Thus, I got up and went out back to the privy to attend to my morning ritual.. When she finally got all the way up and felt that my wife was smooth and bald, she said, “mmmm, just the way I like it. You mind if I get a closer look?” My wife just spread her legs without saying a word. The lady got on her knees between my wife’s legs and it wasn’t long before she had her tongue deep inside my wife. As soon as my wife started to moan having her first orgasm of the night, a man walks up and introduced himself as the ladies husband. The lady stood up and kissed her husband. He.