After a good five minutes she said “God I’m so turned on” as she said that I unbuttoned the clasp, pulled down the zip and said “Lift up” as...she lifted her bum up I slid her pants down so they rested just above her knees, she had massive black knickers on.Running my fingers over her mound through her knickers she said “Oh my GOD” as I rubbed her at a steady pace, after another few minutes I slipped my fingers under the elastic and slipped into her soaking cunt, finger fucking her for a few. Evans.’ Susan said. ‘That’s what I thought too…at first. Think about it doctor…4 married women in the south moving to Southern California at the exact same time…into the exact same town…into the exact same neighborhood that my wife and I live in. All of them have very different jobs and had apparently been very successful where they were living. Then for some reason all four of them uprooted not just their husbands but their whole families, they each have children. That seems a bit drastic to. It was Lisa’s first customer of the night. She and John (his actual name) were in Room 5 (of 6). John must have had rich parents, as he visited Lisa in the VIP room two or three times a week. While his ID said he was 21, Lisa was sure he was closer to 17 or 18. He was a good kid. Polite. One of Lisa’s favorites.Lisa was quickly picking up some tricks of the trade, which helped moved things along. If they chose Lisa over some young thin girl, then they were obviously into big boobs, so keeping. Being walked naked through the sun-baked streets on a leash was nothing new to him- he had suffered this humiliation many times- but he was usually told where he was going, and this as all so abrupt. The big woman was also very stern this morning, whipping him at every opportunity, should he stumble or not move fast enough. Where was he being taken? He could only surmise as he was whipped through the familiar whitewashed streets and squares of the old town in the blazing morning sunshine. His.