.." HOW DARE YOU ACCUSE ME OF BEING A COMMON CRIMINAL!" I did my best burst of anger I could manage. She paused for a moment, seemingly calculating th... odds that I really was Miss Thompson. They apparently weren't very high."I've heard just about enough of all this nonsense. You may be able to fool that bimbo Teller, but not me Missy! Now get out of my bank this instant or I'll shove my high heel up that chubby ass as I'm kicking it out of my bank personally!!!"I paused at the aggression in her. Finally, and with a slight bow, she raised her arms outwards, showing us all her naked mound and those wonderful glistening pussy lips. But she held her thighs together…There was more applause, and after another little bow from Ana, she turned to me and I held her in my arms. She sighed. The guys continued clapping, but it was clear they did not think the show was over yet. They wanted Ana to show more…I saw my sexy wife smiling under her white mask. Anita took another deep breath; then she sat. There were fizzy droplets on his arm, and he lacked the proper motivation to wipe them away. In fact, everything…seemed to mean nothing to him.If he had to wager in a guess, and if his memory served him right, it had been probably several weeks since he last bathed himself. If someone were to come to his apartment building at that very moment, they would be greeted with the stench that would put even a sumo wrestler to sleep in a matter of seconds.‘The Trashmaster’ his online friends called. "Wow, you've really seemed to get ready quick, considering how tired you were just a few minutes ago," I responded. "You need help taking care of that, or do we need to wait until we've rested a bit?" I asked. "I'd prefer it if you helped, but I need to cum, and I can't wait any longer," she said. With that, I removed my shirt and spread it out on the sand, just far enough from the waves where we wouldn't get wet, but close enough to feel the mist each time one rolled in. She was already on her.