Reminded me of the days when I used to work and guys would shower me with attention all the time.” she said.“Okay, so what next? How did it reach ...he stage that I saw today.” I asked.“Well, after I noticed him looking, I guess I started teasing him.” she said.“Teasing him. How?” I asked.“I’d bend over a lot even when not needed. I’d stay bent for a longer time.” she said.“Wait, what were you wearing when you bent over so much?”“Initially, I’d wear jeans or track pants or loose knee-length. He climbs on top of her and starts licking and kissing down her smooth skin (she has no tattoos or piercings other than her ears) to her breasts, her tummy and finally to her pussy. He laps away at her like a dog in heat and she squirms around uncontrollably as her does. She reaches down and runs her fingers across his smoothly shaved head and When I repositioned myself for a better look I could see his goatee is soaked with her juices. He then reaches down and removes her shoes and she is now. She sat with her legs splayed wide, as she was probably a little sore from the fucking."Well, you had always wanted me to fuck and suck other men while you watched me being a fuckin' whore, guess you you’re your wish came true. Did you enjoy watching me suck that big, black cock, and then fuck another huge black dick?" She said as she took another sip of her soda."You have six used condoms in your hand there, slut. What do you propose to do with them?" I asked as I took in the scene of my now. I always smiled and she would smile back, unable to keep myself from staring at her incredible bosom, heaving over the check-out conveyor. I memorized her schedule and changed my shopping habits daily visits. She wore a wedding ring, but I didn't care, I wanted her. I wanted to feel her full, supple body, to slowly remover her blouse and memorize the bounty of her breasts. Her eyes looking directly into mine as I took her missionary style. My obsession with her became uncontrollable. I.