Like the merchants she had passed, they were all nicely dressed with very pricey looking clothing and expensive looking silks. She strode past the bar...eep, and many of the people, toward the back of the tavern to a more subtly darkened portion of the expansive room. The tavern was packed with patrons, even in the most darkened portions of the place, but she managed to find a table of reasonable privacy.No sooner had she sat down was she joined by two incredibly beautiful women. “You must be...”. " Where am I?" It's a place called 'The Centre', It's a kind of hospital and now itsentire resources are going to be used to help you recover." Who are you?" You can call me Alice."I smile at her and say: "And you can call me Tracy if you like," she looksdisappointed."Your real name is Joy." Is it? But my passport says Tracy."The woman called Alice frowns. "Yes I know, I can't explain it yet buthopefully as you start to remember who you are it will all come back toyou and you will be able to. This made me get to an extraordinary climax. I imagined her on her four, her big ass staring at me, and the thong strip barely covering her tiny asshole. While having my fetish fantasy with Isabel's underwear, salvaged off baggage moments ago, I imagined her pussy in front of me. I reached out and slid the panty aside smoothly. Her shaved crotch showed up, beautifull, exquisite. I continued to stroke my rod madly, holding two little panties, one to my face, the other brushing my dick. Oh,. She massaged more vigorously and pressed her cunt into his fist a bit more, she had to bite her tongue as she felt herself coming, she shuddered as she felt the waves of pleasure overcome her, but he didnt seem to notice. She stood up as if nothing had happened, Graham said "thanks Lorraine, that was very nice". Lorraine went back to her office and sat down, this wasnt like her at all,but she really enjoyed it. She sat in the chair trying to work out why she did what she did, she hadnt had any.