I slowly knelt down on the cold tiled floor of the dressing room. I felt around for my male clothes to put under my knees but somehow couldn’t find ...hem. Unbeknownst to me, the lady had kicked them under the wall of the cubicle and into the cubicle next door. Meanwhile, I slowly kissed the lady’s crotch area before working my tongue into her pussy. I licked her pussy lips then went deeper inside. She moaned and caressed her breasts while I licked her pussy. I felt like a proper lesbian. Charles was scared, intimidated and worried."Listen I didn't know they were going to try something like that. They saw you and I said I wanted to leave but they forced me to stay. Trust me. I am as mad with them as you are!!" Charles stuttered.Ivy continued glaring at him."Oh come on. What did you expect me to do? I told them that we should go. I was surprised one of them was going to try something like that in a diner. I was caught off guard. I have nothing to do with it. You can't be mad at. We finished our coffee and looked around the suite. I collected my phone, she finished packing and then we were ready to check out. Mel signed all the paperwork and they had a car brought around to take us back to my place. We decided that I needed to change and then we’d take my car over to her place to see Eliza and George. I hung up the suit and she asked if I was ready to see the bedroom.I thought about it and now seemed like a perfect time. I dressed quickly and then let her lead me to the. ”“And how would you plan to do that, whitey?” she inquired in a wickedly devious, husky tone, bulging her eyes, making them a size too big for her face.“We can go back there, behind that bookshelf in the corner, and I’ll show you. Give you a special demonstration.”Now, I said this in jest. I thought she’d laugh it off, maybe I’d get her digits, chat with her online, buy her dinner, woo her, do the usual courtship routine, but nah, this was a foreign chick, a chick from the jungle. They must do.