He spread my pussy lips with his fingersand said let me check you out Trish. I will be gentle and slow. His fingers werecold from the beer glass and I...moved and he said you will warm my fingers up soon. I was standing with my legs tight together and then from the back I felt Jim run his black hands down my neckand back and then down my thighs and spread my legs apart. Now Mark had access to my cunt. Jim keptstroking his black hands over my ass and squeezing my cheeks gently. A black man all. The former with undisguised lust, the latter driven by an equal measure of envy. I for my part simply couldn’t believe that a woman as good looking as her would come and do her shopping in a ghastly place like that. She belonged in Harrods, the Champs-Elysées, Melrose Avenue; anywhere but Tesco! As she walked past me, fully aware of my state of captivation, she gave me a wicked little smile. She was obviously used to having that effect on men, and seemed to enjoy the power it gave her. 'I’m. Mum decided that she might simply wear theclothes she put on this morning after she showered and said so, to theagreement of the others."What about you Steph?" Aunty Poss asked me. Smiling back at her I toldher I'd see what the rest of them were wearing and then follow the trend.I then asked her if there was going to be a wash today as I had a fewitems that needed to get done. She told me that the washing machine wasin the laundry and if I needed instructions on how to make it work,simply to. I swallowed furiously to keep up. And milked his swollen balls for him. When he had spent himself, he told me to get dressed. and get back to work. As I left his office, he said, "Be here at the usual time tomorrow. And you are not allowed to wear panties to work from now on. Shut the door behind you." That was two years ago. And in that two years, Mr. John has used and abused my body on a daily basis, and I wouldn't have it any other way! But all good things must come to an end. I'm.