She was paying attention to the man’s beautiful eyes and lips and felt no embarrassment at all to venture and initiate this so abruptly. She felt a...massage between her thighs along with his good dick pressed against her mound. He took off her blouse to uncover the wonderful boobs. In the meantime, she was already working on the guy’s shirt slowly unbuttoned it while touching his hairy chest, the abdomen along with his back. Her soft caresses suddenly turned harsh for so much excitement. She. That was only as it ought to be, of course.Clipped to the front of the invitation was one of June Calloway’s business cards with a handwritten note, “Hope you and Lionel can join me. Bring your friend with the contract and its subject too, if you wish. June.”Allison was in two minds about the invitation. On the one hand it sounded like it would be fun. She’d looked at some of the fetish club sites when working on the contract for Cerys and the events had certainly looked like folk were enjoying. There's an Indian Agent there. Maybe he'll know what to do with you," I said.She smiled, then wiped her cheek on her dress. "I won't slow you down. I'm strong," she said. She looked at the cornbread. "Can I eat this?" When I nodded, she tore into it like it was the first meal she'd had in a week. It occurred to me that it probably was. I got the rest of the packet of food from the depot-more cornbread and some cold beans in waxed paper-and gave it to her since she was finished with the first. She stepped into the cubicle beside me and started to wash my body. starting at my shoulders and slowly down my back to the cheeks of my bum, she slid her hand into my crack and gently washed that area her hand sliding under my body and finding my scrotum she gently tugged my balls washing every fold before turning me round to start on my front. As before my shoulders got initial treatment before she worked her way to my now rigid cock gently sliding her soapy hand up and down my shaft. Pulling.