There were two black guys sitting across from her on a wood bench. One was tall and athletic and well built, the other was short and extremely fat. I ...tayed on the ladder and just kept my head up enough to se and hear what they were doing. The guys were telling her how hot she still looked, and that they should take a trip down memory lane. She seemed concerned that I might show up, but they assured her I was in town on a fruitless beer run. After a couple more minutes of small talk the one. Somarriage rape and divorce are the least likely option to use. Having aslave gurl is seen in the circles of society my clients live in as anacceptable option. This client's father and father in laws both havebeen clients of mine. They must have had a word or two with him afterthe honeymoon. I couldn't sell effectively if it were not for word ofmouth. I sell top quality merchandise and my clients know it.When the client arrives at another house, that I use to sell my slaves,I bring him into the. They were already wet with her juices. Reg had obviously prepared her thoroughly. I let my tongue tip made tentative contact. I felt a tremor run through her pelvis. She thrust up to meet me. I began to lick, first one side, then the other, finding the taste very slightly salty. I pushed my tongue between the lips, firmly now, penetrating an inch or two. I was rewarded with a moan from somewhere above, and a husky whisper to Reg, “Tits, darling, do my tits.” Her husband clearly. The other couple returned to their conversation and Mildred said, "Ihaven't seen you in here before. Is it your first time?" Yes it is, I don't get to London very often. I nearly didn't come in Iwas scared to death." You don't need to be afraid of us drag queens. We don't bite; onlysuck." She giggled at her joke."Aaare yyou a man?" Percy asked in disbelief."Honey, I doubt there are more than ten real women in here. You do knowwhat sort of place this is?" Yes. But you are so beautiful I find it.