" She moaned. His one hand massaged her other exposed tit as the other on wandered down and up under he skirt to find only a string blocking his acces... to her already wet pussy. She pushed her legs open more once she slid down the bench once more and he dropped to his knees as he slipped a finger under the string and between her cunt lips. "Fuck you are already so wet baby." He commented as he switched breasts, some more moisture hit his finger making him growl against her tit and this making. " Aye."She reached across the table and patted his hand sympathetically and he smiled slightly ruefully at her. She took her hand back and a thought struck her. When had she last shown affection to a man other than Nick and Nigel? She looked down."What's up, lass?"She shook her head and then looked up. "Nothing," she smiled a little forcedly.He studied her face silently for a moment. There was something but he would wait until she wanted to tell him.He left soon afterwards. "Thanks for coming. Icould tell that something ugly was brewing. I guessed that all I coulddo was ignore it and simply take it as it comes. My defenses were alwaysat the ready. Another school day sped by before I really realized that I was there. Ifound myself thinking of just what the seating arrangements would be inthe cafeteria come Monday. Sam was waiting for me outside when the finalbell rang. "You waiting for a walk to another free lunch?" I asked himupon exiting. He laughed at that and told me he was just. There was a hand-pump and it was where people of the slum used to collect water. There were some women too – who went inside their houses the moment they saw Susan in that state. Some more men joined in. Around 30 men gathered in that place and they started to give Susan a good bath. Some soaped her, some washed her ass, and some washed her tits. One man lifted her and another cleaned the shit from her asshole and her legs. And all the while people kept calling her a slut and a bitch. My wife.