" I said to her.Wendy, in the meantime, was running from display to display picking out tops and jeans. When I went to suggest some skirts and dresses...Martha stopped me, "Let her have her way this time, she trying to rebel against the way she was forced to dress, let me have a word with that assistant, Trudy." Martha said and left me to join the two. Part 4We left the shop with bags full of clothes including underwear and a couple of training bras which, much to Wendy's embarrassment; Trudy. The room was filled with hot, heavy breathing but no conversation.Frank and the short boy stood up and Jane dropped to her knees between them. She sat her small, hot ass on her heels, still jacking the cocks. Judy watched the girl brush those dripping cock heads against her cheeks, drawing them along the line of her jaw and then up along her nose. The dripping cocks left trails of moisture on her face as she drew them past her eyes and over her forehead. Then Jane held them both at the corners. The greatest tales were told hereThere are 4 such tales. These are tales of 4 women who each lived in the city. They each were different let amazing in there own way.Alisha- She was an African warrior from the far off lands. She is tall well muscle Amazon with large breast and love for ale and sex with both sexes. She can be a bit loud sometimes and her sultry with her language. She says stuff that makes sailor blush. She still pretty fun loving and like to have a good time. She is very. It was a cup of tea, costing 2€!Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that near all the punters were men, but she didn´t give it a second thought.”Well, if you don´t have cash, you must work it off”“That is a little..tough, but okay, I can do that!”After all, how many dirty dishes would she have to wash to pay for one lousy cup of tea?“Are you sure?”“Yes, I can do that!”“The dancer just called in sick...and the punters all want a show..”“What?”She felt how her jaw dropped. He could not be.