He was just standing there, gawking at me. Tickled by his response, I teased him a bit by leaning towards the table and putting my purse clear across ...o the other side, at the back. This move caused my dress to slink away from my breasts and gave a good show to him and several other men in the vicinity. Most of those other men being strong looking and black.My poor husband was shaking like a leaf as he guided me to my seat in the back of the booth."GOD Jane, you look so... gorgeous, so. I did not realize she would do that. I had no idea she would offer her key to you." "What? Her key? That isn't...? Her key?" "She probably thought I had already told you about her... But I didn't tell either of you about the other's... history." "Aw crap. She was somebody's slave?" "I'd better let her explain, if you'll give her a chance. I think you could be good for her. She needs help and she really is a sweet person. You have some common ground. Maybe she could also be good for you." He. The nagging reservations he held that she was too good to be true were clouded by the urgency in her expression. And the split of the jumpsuit. Decision made, he moved. Unclipped his pack and lowered it to the floor with a metallic clunk, then threw off his gloves and reached for her shoulders. A current zipped through his body, like he'd been earthed. He pinched the suit between his fingers and dragged outward, then peeled down, her tits springing free. Full and jaw-droppingly firm, with a. Immy just moaned and held my head down there and Linda watched intensely. When I got up I leaned over and kissed Linda on the mouth giving her a taste of Immy's warm sweet cum.Linda asked would I do that to her too, so I climbed over on the other side of the bed and gently rubbed her clit as I looked into her eyes.Moving down my tongue lapped at her clit as my finger slid in and out of her tight pussy. I could hear her breathing heavily and her body pushing down to meet my tongue and finger. A.