She pushes herself firmly against Cindy and begins to thrust her kitty against Cindy’s kitty rubbing them together with each thrust. ...indy lets out a loud moan as he looks down at what Pamela is doing. “Mistress, what are you doing? I’ve never even imagined this!” As Pamela continues to thrust she settles into a rhythmic rolling motion with her hips. Cindy keeps looking down at Pamela’s thrusting hips with wonder, gasping each time their kitties make full contact, Cindy’s moans. I was making a sales call at this one particular company one day on my route. I was showing some of my line when she came up behind me as I was showing my products to the other women in the office. She put her hand on my shoulder to lean in and see the catalog. There was something in the touch that got my attention. As I would drop by each week we would chit chat and as every week pass by we would talk longer. We both could tell the other was definitely interested in the other. We decided to. I don't recall exactly why, but Andy left, I think he had to go over to one of his friend's houses for something school related but I'm not sure and it doesn't matter. He left and it was just me and Dawn.The conversation began to get more and more sexual until finally she said, "Can I ask you a question, a personal one?" I told her sure and she continued," I talked to Ronda and she told me all about you, is it true?" Ronda was this white girl Dawn knew I had fucked, she was one of those girls. He was holding a photograph. It was an eight-by-ten, in a frame. Heturned it and showed it to me.It was taken in a mansion of some sort, in front of a massivefireplace, a roaring flame in the background. I was looking at five ofthe most gorgeous women I'd ever seen in my life. They were allabsolutely stunning. They were all dressed up, I mean really dressedup, like runway models, or celebrities going to an Oscar party or thelike.Five gorgeous women.From left to right, a blonde, two.