When he came in, he noticed her right away. She was sitting at the bar. She looked stunning with her shoulder-length wavy red hair. He made his way to...a table in the corner and watched every guy in the place try their line on her. She shot them all down. She finished her drink, got up, and sauntered over to Donald's table.She looked right into his eyes. "Mind if I sit with you?"He turned and gestured to the empty chair. "No. Please sit down."She sat across from him. "Hello, I'm Jill.'"Hi, I'm. Just be glad you only lost a handbag and not your life, some of these guys are real drug addicts and have killed others for less. All in all, though you can't see it now, you were lucky tonight. You were mugged by amateurs and your still alive." I know, I know, it's just so damn infuriating. I've always been a strong woman, have my own company, and I just feel I could, no should have had more sense than to walk out in the dark alone. I've certainly learned my lesson." Well if you'll just read. Her aroma was potent, which only increased his desire. It was almost as if he was now being included, in a limited way, in the evening's fun. He began lapping her moist pussy with the flat of his tongue.For her part, Linda was amazed that he had acquiesced so readily. It was kind of insulting, after all. Still, the idea of her husband servicing her orally after a night of fucking with her Black lover was a definite turn-on. She almost regretted having cleaned herself so thoroughly before. .. though I had my doubts on this, her nemesis comments for one made me suspect she knew what was happening.With the walls moving, I had to be careful, though they didn’t move particularly fast ... well, not yet, that remained to be seen. I was however picking up occasional echoes of something else, though every attempt to scan it failed due to there being nothing there to scan. Still being naturally paranoid under such circumstances I wasn’t taking anything for granted and wasn’t just keeping.