"Could we feed the orchids?" somebody asked."Go right ahead. If they are not hungry, they won't respond. In any case,the tendrils won't hurt your hand... they are not strong enough. They dosnatch the food with quite a bit of force though."We went on to the dining hall. There were two couples to a table. Weshared our table with a Mistress Dawn. She was a short, full figuredwoman in her forties and her slave was a tall, willowy, gorgeous blondein her twenties. She was wearing a skimpy dress and her. My eyes locked onto the sweet sexy way she walked. Her ass was beautifully shaped, and her hips matched her plump ass perfectly. Steve said, "Didn't I tell you she was a nice lady, she always puts on a fresh pot around this time of the day for us." We drank coffee while we processed her packages. I couldn't control myself. Through the open door leading to the front of the store I gazed at Mrs. O'Connor. She looked so lovely standing there in front of the register. Her hips moved from side to. “Besides, I’ve got to finish up my shopping.”Tara leaves the stall, smiling at the voyeuristic woman. She heads back to the sink to reapply her lipstick. Lissa smiles at the woman too, giving her a curt nod before heading for the door. She takes one last look at her old student and slips out.“Nice try, you said who not what,” Norman says.“Oh come on,” Rick says. “We all know you’re still a virgin.”“Don’t be so rough on him, Rick,” Norma Jean groans.Rick looks at the purple haired beauty.. I was in the middle of a pretty congested traffic, driving my Honda Jazz topless. I was getting stares from people in the car around me, as the Negro, started sucking my tits, as I kept on driving. I was driving slowly, so as to prolong this act and also to avoid any accident.One of the Negros in the back seat took my bra, and threw it out of the window. At the next traffic signal, the guy sitting next to me went down, lifting my gown, he got me rid of my panties too. It was out of the car soon.