He was breathing so heavy he thought he mighthave a heart attack. This was the last time he ever got the nerve to go inside that storeagain.Still th... feelings wouldn't stop. He continued jogging, each timewearing a more outrageous and visible outfit. One day he would wear pinktights, the next red tights and the next purple tights. He wanted tomake sure he was noticed. He always wore the pink silk shorts now. Headded a bra and panties underneath and filled up small balloons to givehim a. No one seemed to notice, and she went right back to her phone. Only now instead of her panties, I was pressed directly against her pussy. She shifted her weight and I let out a little gasp when I felt the heat of her lips slide smoothly along my shaft. She was already soaking wet. Apparently I wasn't the only one aroused by our forced intimacy. As subtly as I could, I tried to wiggle around so that I would slip inside her. It didn't work, but it did succeed in rubbing more of her juices onto my. But on her request i agreed and she shook and licked for sometime more, finally i came shooting my semen on to her hands and bed sheet. She cleaned my cock. Then i went to toilet and cleaned, she asked me to take of her panties when i came back and i did it.Then she separated her legs wide apart and asked me to kiss her pussy, so i placed my head between her legs and kissed the clean shaved pussy lips, then run my tongue over the pussy lips and flaps and took it inside my lips. Licked it, then. I should not letmyself cry. But my life had been terribly changed. Had I not been sostupid as to allow myself to be drugged, I might have won the strugglewith Walid. I might have been a powerful merchant and trader, rulingover this oasis, with holdings back in Tunis, and have a fleet ofraiding ships. I would have power over many people. I would even havecontrol of this compound. I could have taken my pick of the slaves. NowI myself was only the lowly female slave of a man who with his wife.