???Here she is gentlemen,? the landlordrepeated, ?our very own English Rose. Miss Kimberly Heston,eighteen years of age. All of you here know young Ki...berly, you willhave seen her collecting your empty glasses or empying your ashtray for you.Now for one lucky fellow here tonight she?s going to be emptying a lot morethan that ? (drowned out by whistles) ? So for one night only, our littleKimberly, in the first flush of youth, and ? listen to this gentlemen ? a bonafide, absolute 100% genuine. I'd eaten her a hundred times, but something was different this time; I was certain that I was cleaning up after another man and I told Linda that."Well, what if it's true. You always said you wanted me to fuck another man. Is it making you horny to know you are sucking up another mans leavings?"I told her that it was and she said, "Then you might as well know that he left twenty minutes before you got home."I climbed on top of her and drove my cock into her. When I was finally wiped out two. Before, sex had almost always been something that happened, not really anticipated, so here I was virtually ‘gagging’ for it. He came back about five minutes later with the coffee and sat on the sofa. I was back in control of myself by now so decided to have one more bit of fun, ‘You were going to tell me why you liked my new blouse! Well?’ I said sitting up straight and showing off my tiny boobs. He was really rattled again. I could tell because he was spilling coffee into his saucer. This was. I did what I was told. I dropped the towel and stood naked in front of the window. Being on the third floor we were close enough to the streets to clearly see the people below. Since my husband had turned on all the lights in the room I was back lit and easily seen from the street. “Hands on the glass”, he said as he approached me. I complied. Looking out the window I could see that no one on the street noticed me, although we were close to the covered walkway so any one on it could easily see.