.. err ... interaction with any members of the staff."She called in her girls for my inspection. "Marie is a gentle soul and will not be too energetic...for you." The Madame pointed to a fat, dumpy girl, well past her prime, wearing a grimy petticoat and little else. The Sweating Bodies catered for the lower strata of society, and the quality of its whores reflected that."I'll take her ... and that one..." I indicated a large, vigorous looking girl, " ... and her." 'Her' being a female whose. In no time her big toe had reached my crotch and was wiggling up and down and rubbing my wet, lust puffed pussy lips through the fabric of my lace thong. To any of the other patrons who cared to look our way, we were just a couple of ladies sipping fine wine, but even at the risk of sounding so cliché, there was so much more going on that met the eye. Gabrielle being the artful seductress shifted slightly forward and increased the pressure of her big toe on my crotch whilst holding me captive. After she relaxes I lift her off the ground with ease but now my face was between her breasts. I look up to tell we could try some other way and she has her face turned to the side hands on my shoulders. Now I begins to feel her weight and I know I will run out of fumes. I start to walk slowly but can’t see where I am going and turn my head to the right and she slips from hand. I tries to lift her but she is slipping to the floor and in a reflex I grab on to left butt cheek and lift her. she. It was weeks ago that I told her I didn’t have any answer but that if I ever did have sex I would help her get started. We had made our mutual promises and pledges of secrecy and just now I was feeling so horny and my body had taken control of me, including my feet, walking us to Jim‘s. I took Varda’s hand and we swung our arms and smiled and she was getting excited.I had a key to Jim’s and we went right inside. His doggie was there, his tongue lolling, looking up at me. Then he walked to.