I wipe my still spunking cock all over your face then put it back in your mouth to lick up ever drop, meaning you can taste me for the rest of the eve...ing and you drink it all down like a good girlthen i start to work my hands along your tired up hot bod onto your lovely tits, your nipples are button hard snd begging for touching , i take them between my fingers grabbing them and sucking and biting each nipple in turn. then i slowly move both hands down you body touching your smooth skin and. I felt so helpless and vulnerable dressed like this in front of a complete stranger, but i was so excited and did what i was told. as i did so he kissed me passionately on the lips sticking his tongue into my mouth, i didnt resist and returned the favour. In the meantime i was becoming big and strong under the skirt and as i wasnt earing any underwear, it was all too apparent.After a few minutes of passionate kissing, he told me to lean forward which i promptly did. he nudged my legs slightly. He liked the woman for she had stayed with them before and certainly was no problem. She helped if she could with household work, like sweeping and washing. He also liked her because she was totally different to his wife who was so locked in to her 'religion' that even talking to her, especially if using a bit of colourful language that wasn't even in the four letter world was classified as a sin. However, with Kerry he could chat and had even used 'fuck' on one occasion and she hadn't voiced. No one knows who their real mothers and fathers are. Once a woman’s given birth, she’s turfed out of the state hospital and expected to fend for herself. There are unofficial committees which look after our own welfare, and make sure women aren’t left to die when they’re ill or disabled. There are unofficial hospitals, unofficial local governments and unofficial housing committees. We women look after ourselves. After all, if the men won’t do it for us, who else is there for us to turn to.