I was visiting Barabanki for some stationary and games materials. She was present in the same shop and having some little shopping, I guessed she was ...unting for customers, So she became a call girl? I was shocked, she was gazing at the passing by people and doing sexy hints to them. Even she was doing filthy hints. I was shocked, and finally called her – Samia, How are you?She turned to me, smiling and replied ” What are you doing here smart boy, I am looking for a new friend, would you be my. I was already on the destination of another orgasm. I lay there breathing hard, still holding him by his hairs. His cheek was resting on my rising and falling stomach. Slowly my fingers released his hairs. I absently stroked his hairs with one hand and his face with the other. The one I caressed his face with was the same one which I rubbed my pussy with. He could feel the smell of my pussy juices all over my fingers. He kissed and licked it. When I removed my hands and stretched, he sat back. Freeze. All staffed by drug addicts, thieves and paedos. On Sundays after church, we would chase hookers off the streets and shut down crack houses with nothing more than picket signs and a bull-horn.If you didn't do exactly what the pastor wanted, he would, "hook you up". That would usually involve some poor sap being sent out to sweep the stoop only to be swarmed by PD and taken away.Ever got a blow job from a toothless old queer, in a four man bed room at midnight? I did. Had to work with. "Wendy said, "We could hook it up to you. You are the proverbial energizer bunny."I smiled. "That's because you energize me, my good wife."We went back inside the barn to look over my lumber and figure out exactly what we would need to build the hut. I had liberated a ditch witch for running the line from the water wheel to the house. After finishing, I just parked it under cover but out of the way. I showed it to Wendy as we talked about the building. I did have a pump but would need a sprayer.